Maverick Golds
Category: Writing and Poetry
when my grandmother died, I wasn’t allowed at the funeral. My mother told me to stay in the bathroom - out of the way but I waited » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
when my grandmother died, I wasn’t allowed at the funeral. My mother told me to stay in the bathroom - out of the way but I waited » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
it’s the type of green you painted your bedroom walls with at 7 and never changed since, despite all the comments your sisters made. The original reason for this specific shade » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
I chained smoked an entire pack last night The smoke mixed with distant starlight The smoke mixed with my frosty breath » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
ribs in my skin poking out, begging for god to make me a companion. alone. I am no » Continue Reading
— 4 Kudos
Category: Writing and Poetry
I don’t remember the punches but the bruises still show on my skin I pretend they’ » Continue Reading
— 2 Kudos
Category: Writing and Poetry
you were my first kiss and you took it with hunger and lust. you never gave me any kisses, only took them. » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
I sit in class collecting dust as everyone looks past me. I am the small spider, living » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
the anti-social festivities indulged in this classroom; I observe tentatively, aware that it would be impossible to join. » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
bring headphones when you get your flu shot because there’s always one kid wailing for no reason at the needle like an idiot but the child screaming » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
Eyes wide and locked on the stars above “Space” she says The vastness scares her All that room out in the universe just for her to be here “Space” she says The vastness comforts her All that ro » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
I trudge through my mind, lost in the memories like a blizzard trapping me in my car; safe as long as it ends soon but a prolonged stay will leave » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
watching a boat from the safety of the warm sand you mourn those on board getting tossed and thrashed around in the rough, dangerous waves » Continue Reading