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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Not my circus or monkeys trapped under big top surrounded by these foolish clowns
By Tina D. Lopez17 days ago in Poets
He waits in rooms that smell like stale applause, headshots grinning bigger than he feels inside, a face that’s never quite “what we’re looking for,”
My dear Claudia skipped Paddy’s night. Still I danced in shamrock-lit light. I sipped Irish mules, took pics laughing like fools,
By Tina D. Lopez18 days ago in Poets
joyful sun, moon, then stars pure childhood innocence outlasting every growing pain wishes
By Tina D. Lopez19 days ago in Poets
toxic deceitful bloom bouquet of trickery beautiful insincerity false love
small hands child strumming father screams about noise spruce splintering against the wall strings snap
I try to choose my words carefully because I want you to understand me to know exactly what I mean. Yet so often you react
By Tina D. Lopez20 days ago in Poets
I want to say it plainly. No metaphors. No similes. I want to praise my friends. I want to tell the world how they save me.
I showed him my crazy when I got ahold of his phone. Thumbs flying through numbers he swore he didn’t know. Texted each woman with a heart by her name.
The garden green is turning gray Blooms lost their way Old petals fall While roses loll Now vines hang low, their faces fade
By Tina D. Lopez23 days ago in Poets
The scariest man smiles wide, his voice silk over cold stone. “I love you,” he whispers, and you lean in, unaware that trust is a candle he’s about to snuff.
I showed you the blueprints of my fears, unfolded them slowly before you like fragile paper from a former life. I pointed to the cracks in the foundation,
