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• Poetry > Haiku
  Only life in the Universe

  

  By CourtCourt, West Valley, NY

  Stardust falls through space Comets, meteors, and moons Man is so alone....
• Poetry > Haiku
  Summer Time

  

  By CourtCourt, West Valley, NY

  Sun drops through silk leaves It’s hard to hide in summer though invisible....
• Poetry > Haiku
  The Miserable Life of an Exceedingly Happy Girl

  

  By CourtCourt, West Valley, NY

  moist cheeks, unhealed scars. long sleeves with a broken smile she needs to be loved....
• Poetry > Haiku
  Journey

  

  By CourtCourt, West Valley, NY

  she left us today angel wings, a broken smile no one seemed to care....
• Poetry > All Poetry
  Mankind

  

  By CourtCourt, West Valley, NY

  Without classification, we are nothing but shadows and longing....
• Poetry > Haiku
  The Truth about Winter

  

  By CourtCourt, West Valley, NY

  Snow falls as lips brush almost touching in the night nothing lasts to spring...
• Opinion > Spirituality / Religion
  Silence in the Morning

  

  By CourtCourt, West Valley, NY

  The frigid metal against Emersyn’s pulsing temple shakes, caressing her flesh. “Em!” Her aunts voice cuts through the darkness and the gun clanks to the concrete of the basement. “S***.” Emersyn mutters, concealing the weapon under the couch before sprinting upstairs. “Get yo...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Dont Set Your Dreams Out To Dry

  

  By CourtCourt, West Valley, NY

  “Don’t set your dreams out to dry.” Momma sang this tune, improvised differently each time in smooth Harlem Jazz, and I would dance through life to her saxophone voice. My little girl mind had barefoot footprints running around in it, telling myself that my dreams were far too grand...
• Opinion > Spirituality / Religion
  He Just Does

  

  By CourtCourt, West Valley, NY

  I believe in God. Not the phenomenal, cosmic being but the simple notion of a Father who loves me despite my fears and failures. This past summer, I attended a Christian camp and was a little bummed because I was doubtful of god and did not want people that I didn’t know shoving religion down m...
• Poetry > Ballad
  Daisy Duke from Hell

  

  By CourtCourt, West Valley, NY

  A want to be wallflower the Daisy Duke from Hell emotion hides within her eyes with secrets she’ll never tell faces blur before her names depart her mind she closes her eyes and gives in this girl is hard to define when all she wants is freedom a day in blinding light it’s hard to make...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Art of Saying No

  

  By CourtCourt, West Valley, NY

  Simple. Tongue to pallet, rounded lips. There is a non-audible plea, between those two letters. Heart flutters at your touch. Stay. eye-rolling and nonchalant laughter. you think I’m joking, I can’t love you, soul screaming silently to you DON’T GO! yet the thing that kills is...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Arson

  

  By CourtCourt, West Valley, NY

  Like soot, his tongue clogged up my chimney. No puff-puff-puffs of smoky breath, escaped into the night air. Desire deep within his pores, doused my walls in gasoline, tempted his flames, ignited by matchstick fingers. I blazed. He scalded my body leaving hot coal handprints in his ...
• Fiction > All Fiction
  Til The Fat Lady Sings

  

  By CourtCourt, West Valley, NY

  High School should be called Low School because there are more downs then ups. She stands in the bathroom during her lunch period, staring at the flesh colored skeleton in the mirror. Instead of her rib cage protruding through her skin, making it look as if it'll rip at any mo...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  Teddy Bear Love

  

  By CourtCourt, West Valley, NY

  The rain pitter-pattered down the large window that spanned the apartment wall, as the lingering smell of pine needles and mint wafted through the chilly air. Emersyn stood by the window, her lanky five-year-old figure cloaked in her quilt, her worn out teddy bear in hand. She watched as her dadd...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Envy.

  

  By CourtCourt, West Valley, NY

  in all these magazines i see beautiful perfect bodies. And all i seem to notice is the dirt under my fingernails as i slowly turn the pages....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  No Return

  

  By CourtCourt, West Valley, NY

  We’ve reached it the passion flames of no return. This Hell, or Haven which is your arms. Break free, until the blood races and the fire consumes us. We’ve reached it, crossed the bridge before it burned beneath us. There is no going back now. We can bask in the heat of this dest...
• Fiction > All Fiction
  everything

  

  By CourtCourt, West Valley, NY

  The past is the past. I realize now that what used to be will no longer stand. History may repeat, but nothing will be the same. What’s done is done. I forgive those who have crossed boundaries, those who have forsaken me, and have broken trust. The sting of betrayal may be sharp, but the coolnes...
• Fiction > All Fiction
  let no one

  

  By CourtCourt, West Valley, NY

  Let no one think I gave in. Let no one know that a superior power, such as I, could ever be wavered by temptation. Let no one comprehend the fact that I have ended a supreme reign. That I, undiscovered by humanity, have caused the destruction of human life. Let them believe that I still govern so...
• Fiction > All Fiction
  Kind of Girl

  

  By CourtCourt, West Valley, NY

  She’s not the kind of girl that likes to tell the world about the way she feels about herself. Every day becomes a more intolerable strain. She puts on baggy clothes to cover her skinny figure that, in her eyes, is too large. The mirror is a portal into her flaws, the millions that appear befor...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  courage

  

  By CourtCourt, West Valley, NY

  the timid shaking words of a 16 year old girl telling her story in an attempt to heal...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Running to You

  

  By CourtCourt, West Valley, NY

  I’ve been running I’ve been running I’ve been running and the earth has been crumbling beneath me I’ve been running as it crumbles and it causes me to stumble my weak knees are bleeding breath heavy and ceasing I’ve been running for so long now that my vision is dimming b...
• Poetry > Haiku
  I Write

  

  By CourtCourt, West Valley, NY

  I write for the kids, The ones who feed off of words, They won’t go hungry....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Nursery Rhyme Nightmare 5

  

  By CourtCourt, West Valley, NY

  Go, go you have to break free Before your trapped alive like me He’s coming for you, don’t you know? This guy’s worse than any foe He’ll beat you down, blood and bone Make you scream, make you moan you won’t be able to be you anymore he’ll rip your identity out of your core run g...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Favorite Color

  

  By CourtCourt, West Valley, NY

  Daddy what’s your favorite color? My brothers and I sit around your picture guessing just guessing maybe it’s orange perhaps green… I think it’s red like your gypsy blood that never let you settle but I heard rumors your married with children I guess the gypsy bled out lies in...
• Fiction > All Fiction
  Hero <3

  

  By CourtCourt, West Valley, NY

  Focus. It seems so irrelevant to Emersyn, especially since all she wants was to curl up and sink below the surface of angst that overrides her system. Emersyn sits staring out into space as her teacher, Mrs. Spring, goes about her business. The room is slightly humid, with just a hint of summer in ...