First Draft

The Light Between Two Windows
It was the kind of winter in New York City where even the streetlights looked tired. Snow clung to the sidewalks like forgotten promises, and the city pulsed quietly beneath its usual roar. Somewhere in the East Village, in an aging brownstone split into narrow apartments, two strangers lived across from one another, separated by little more than thirty feet of air and glass.
By Shakil Sorkar11 months ago in Poets
travel [alone]. Content Warning.
i make plans. not to break, because i give weight to the honor of my word. and i, looking forward to the nostalgic,
By ⸘jason alan‽11 months ago in Poets
Magick
I’m a superposition magician Filled with superstition A mitochondric pandemic of faith fueled chaos Cross faded into fatal futility
By Atomic Historian11 months ago in Poets
The Cycle
From the earth I came And to there I shall return To a life reborn
By Atomic Historian11 months ago in Poets
Dear You
Dear You, Yes You, You who gives me the stare, You who send fierce whispers above my ear, I hear you and every word you say,
By Just Daniel11 months ago in Poets
LET ME OUT
There was only one rule: don't open the door. Open the door and you'll be on the floor. Hands arms, feet and legs, limbs and limbs galore
By Just Daniel11 months ago in Poets
Living Death
They pump me full of meds My brain is dead But the thesis of theocracy says the fetus persists Now I am a Petri dish for this life to exist
By Atomic Historian11 months ago in Poets
You Don't Love Me. Runner-Up in I Didn’t Say That Out Loud Challenge.
You don't love me. Your love isn't rooted in my smile, nor the sparkle in my eyes, or the way the bleached hair you claim to like falls down my back.
By Autumn Stew11 months ago in Poets
A New York City Mourning
The trains and buses are bleak New Yorkers jokingly complain of tourists in the way of a New York minute But I never thought the city would be this empty consistently
By Cadma11 months ago in Poets
Married in love story . AI-Generated.
Getting married in a love story involves weaving together emotional development, personal growth, and romantic progression in a way that feels authentic and satisfying. Whether you're writing a novel, screenplay, or short story, the marriage should feel like a natural and meaningful culmination of the couple’s journey. Below is a detailed guide on how to get to the marriage stage in a love story, broken into key phases:
By Pooja Verma11 months ago in Poets
Hallucinations of Progress
I feed the machine my dreams As it hallucinates existence Created by its archons I make it trip on every word dripped from my lip
By Atomic Historian11 months ago in Poets
The Wake of Winter’s Reign
The frost retreats beneath the greening hill, its grip undone by one soft breath of rain. The wind grows warm, but trembles, quiet still.
By E. C. Mira11 months ago in Poets