Tina D. Lopez

Joined November 2017

209 stories

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Writing through the ache, the joy, they lessons I seem to repeat—trying to find meaning and light in the dark. Always from the heart & honest even when I look bad.

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Rotten Fruit (Rondeau)
Rotten fruit falls down on its own Plentiful harvest won't be known No hand need pull it to the ground Crows and vermin will feast around
By Tina D. Lopez10 days ago in Poets
Crumbling Vows
until death we'll part other bride waiting at home wedding cake crumbles
By Tina D. Lopez10 days ago in Poets
Fat Girl
I was a fat girl. Not the funny, quirky one you see in movies who is average size in baggy clothes. Actually fat. They called me “fatty” and “chubbs.”
By Tina D. Lopez10 days ago in Poets
Face Value
I’m at the age where many of my friends are retired and their kids have grown and left home. Their lives are quieter now. More time. More space to notice things.
By Tina D. Lopez10 days ago in Humans
Rotten Fruit
Rotten fruit will fall on its own. No hand need pull it to the ground. Plentiful harvest won’t be known. Crows and maggots will feast around.
By Tina D. Lopez12 days ago in Poets
Cheetah Panties
In a poem, “Moon Halo,” I said I deleted the photos of us. The messages too— the ones I kept like insurance where he spoke poorly of his friends.
By Tina D. Lopez12 days ago in Poets
My Dear Henry
My Dear Henry, I write this heavy with the full weight of what we have become. You once thought of me as a liberation, a key opening the lock of your own restraint. I quickened your pulse, unshackled you from your conscience. And I will not pretend I did not revel in it–I reveled!
By Tina D. Lopez13 days ago in Writers
Being Seen
“True story,” is how she starts every story before launching into the most implausible tale. She claimed the moon was stalking her last night, so she waited until it was close enough to grab. Once she got ahold of it, she shrank it to marble size.
By Tina D. Lopez13 days ago in Fiction
True Story
“True story,” is how she starts every story before launching into the most implausible tale. Last night, she claimed the moon was stalking her, said she caught it, shrank it to marble size. I chuckled until she reached into her pocket and pulled out the luminous orb.
By Tina D. Lopez13 days ago in Fiction
Ants on a Log
raisins marching on peanut butter crunchy logs a sweet bite awaits
By Tina D. Lopez13 days ago in Poets
I Sleep
I didn't need diamonds, fancy dinners, or trips to places with clear blue water. I only needed time--- attention I didn't have to beg for.
By Tina D. Lopez13 days ago in Poets
Contradiction
I'm a contradiction my laughter followed by a sigh dress in black like it's armor protection against light write verse for bruised hearts
By Tina D. Lopez16 days ago in Poets

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Rotten Fruit (Rondeau)

Crumbling Vows

Fat Girl

Face Value

Rotten Fruit

Cheetah Panties

My Dear Henry

Being Seen

True Story

Ants on a Log

I Sleep

Contradiction

Achievements (2)