Young Writers Society

this poem was inspired by the really short yet hard-hitting poems i’ve seen this month from so many creators, but also by the people whose Napo threads I am following ...

your love can’t look at her stretch marks, she’s scared of change and the physical, irrevocable passing of time. you can’t look at your scars and your bruises, because you’re ...

you smoked away the ambience of the summer’s rain, under the no smoking sign, cards and coffee Your ironic acerbity. and i always said that you’d be way too big ...

your poems are beautiful! your imagery is magnificent and i envy all your ideas. this page is a breath of fresh air, honestly

OMGGG cant wait to read some of your poems also loving the title thank you!!!

hello everyone! i'm going to be doing napo '23! wish me luck : )

Celeste Celeste felt anger bubble up inside her. This weird girl invited herself in, insulted her mother's parenting skills, demanded respect, ruined her mother's reputation, and started asking for wa

Celeste Celeste could not believe this girl. She came out of nowhere, made up their last name, and was demanding to speak to her mother. This girl was insane. "What ...

Celeste Celeste looked out the window, it was a chilly afternoon and she had nothing to do. She sat down with cookies and her textbook, but she didn’t feel like ...

Celeste Celeste rubbed her hands together impatiently as she waited for her mother to come home. She had stayed in her pyjamas all day and did nothing but watch television, ...

Celeste “I’m sick,” Celeste muttered as she nuzzled her head into her soft pillow. After a busy night of stalking her father, Celeste didn’t feel like getting up. Her legs ...

Celeste Celeste ignored it, she always ignored it. It was 1:00 in the morning and her father was leaving in the family limo, she could see from out her bedroom ...

Celeste "Okay, any more questions before Mrs. and Miss Alder leave," Paige said, her voice strained and her professional smile forced. Jan and Celeste went well over the time limit ...

Celeste Dragging a brush through her tangled locks, Celeste Alder raised an eyebrow at her mother, who she could see in the mirror. Janine Alder was pacing back and forth, ...

@LittleLee I am not but thank you, you def are! @Cow OMG!