Relationships

(FRI)END-ZONE

I’ve had a burning frustration for years: men who I’ve loved being with in a platonic way, who I’ve gotten really close with, when suddenly, they cut the friendship short leaving me with no explanation whatsoever. This poem is dedicated to all you lovelies—I hope some ladies can relate. is it okay if we play this game of hide and seek smile so meek even though we are both taken by unique hearts?   i can see you are terrified to get too close there’s a cautiousness a force field a cold shield visible to my eyes only sensed by my heart alone   this distance is devastating a secret wound bleeds in me and i know it bleeds in you   we both shine in remarkable ways so why can’t we shine together in those fleeting moments of meeting?   why do i detect a hostility in your body ...

WON’T HOLD ME BACK

you weren’t the first,  and i’m sure you won’t be the last,  but you gave me no room   to be me;  always wanting the dream  not the reality—    you didn’t want my nightmares,  my dreams, or even me;  just a perfect model of a woman  whose silhouette would sit prettily in her cage  to be seen and not heard or sit   perfectly perched on her pedestal without  complaint and perfect restraint   of her tongue     i have never made a good mannequin   nor you a good god—    always trying to tame me, hedge me in, get rid  of my muchness you were the hand of society always  slapping me down as if i were some insect   to be crushed,  but my song like the cicadas will be heard;    my heart is wild, rebellious, and fierce and my dreams   burn brighter than the wings of the sun a...

STONE

The summer after graduating from college, I met this guy. He was a good person, but there was always something about the way he spoke to me and the way that he watched me speak to him.  He was judgmental and stubborn. It felt like he wanted me to be something I couldn’t. He’s no longer a part of my life…and I’m more me than ever before.   .stone.  i  could  tell  that  he  wanted  to  mold  me but  he  didn’t seem to know that i was less like clay and more like stone see it’s not that i am hard or that i am cold but i know who i am i won’t just do as i’m told     Author: Holly Bowes Email: hollybowes78@gmail.com  Author Bio: My name is Holly, but you can call me ilekso. I enjoy writing poetry, being by the lake, and ...

WHAT I LEARNED FROM MY PARENTS ABOUT LOVE

What does the word “love” mean to you? Is it something that scares you? Or is it a word that puts a smile on your face? Who is the first person that pops into your head when you hear the word? A best friend? A sibling? A family member? A significant other? When I think of the word love, I think of my amazing parents. They pushed me to pursue my dreams and raised me to believe I can achieve anything in the world. On a romantic note, I can’t remember the first time I realized how in love my parents were with each other. Their love was always just something I just found as a normal part of life. When I was younger, I found their PDA one of the most embarrassing things in the world! Until about the age of 14, every time they would kiss in front of me I would cover my eyes and go, “Gross, PG-13...

PEOPLE: THEY ARE BLIND

As I reflect on the past decade+ of trials and tribulations, successes and experiences, one very important lesson jumps out at me: It is so important to surround yourself with the right people. People will see you as an external version of themselves. They see what they like about themselves, or what they don’t. They see someone they want to be, or someone they failed to be. Someone they used to know and like, or someone they used to know and didn’t like. Or they see nothing. They see a blank slate that they can impress or mould into someone who sees them a certain way. So that they can feel they are that way. People will treat you according to factors like this, not based on who you are. Unfortunately, these same blind people can shape how you see yourself based on how often you have to t...

LINGER & UNTITLED

Linger   I want to leave my scent on you I want to l i n g e r on your senses on your mind in your heart   I want the shadows of me taking residence in your being shackled in corners of you   that you didn’t know were there     Untitled   I look over at him. Serene face, lips, chest rising and falling with each breath. To kiss him would be extraordinary. It is now, in this immense quiet, That it occurs to me that he knows me in a way that no one else ever has.     Author: Catherine Santino Email: catherineasantino@gmail.com Author Bio: Catherine Santino is a NTC based writer and performer who’s work has appeared in Bustle, HelloGiggles, The Mighty, Thought Catalog...

SPARKS AT SUNRISE

A flower blooms when it’s ready, not when we want. It blooms at its own pace. Sometimes we hurry and we want to get to “that” place, meet the person, start the relationship, have the job, etc.! But we fail to recognize that we’re already planted where we need to be. We find it difficult to thank our starting point because all we see is the lack of what we don’t have yet. That is why, in order to advance, we need to learn to be grateful. Being grateful is for the brave, and the only way to go forward is to recognize ourselves for what we are now; we need to shake off our expectations, polish our priorities and expand our inner gaze to realize that before looking for greatness outside, we need to feel great and full from within. There are some who believe in fate, in the moon, in...

MURPHY’S LAW

Murphy’s Law states, “anything that can go wrong, will go wrong.” My life as of late has been a living example of Murphy’s Law. Ever feel like that? This article could be of use to you. I’ll start with saying that I’m lucky. I’m genuinely lucky because I’ve had grandparents and parents who have pushed me (although kicking and screaming at times) to get a college education. They pushed me to work when I turned 16 and pushed me to “never quit” and “stick the team out until the end of the season”. They even pushed me to shoot for my dreams of pursuing the production industry even though I know they winced at the thought of “freelance”. Aside from all that luck, education and pushing from loved ones, I’m still finding myself stuck in Murphy’s Law. I’m so stuck that I’ve been without a steady j...

TO THE ONE WHO MIGHT JUST BREAK MY WALLS

To my person (if you really do exist beyond my imagination), I hope this letter reaches you when you are struggling to keep up with me but you are still bursting in the pink vibrant colours of health and energy. I wish you read this when most of your friends advise you to think about yourself, not about the girl who wouldn’t give her whole to you, who shies away from any kind of label or name. You see, love, you’re not the first guy who has tried to read me… who thought he knew what I was thinking of. And he couldn’t have been any more wrong than that; but you are not. You are too right for me, you are so very right and, to be honest, you scare me sometimes. Love, I am sorry. You should know this even when I don’t tell this to you enough. Even when you can’t fathom what I am apologizing fo...

A HOLDING PATTERN

In this bed, where hands met thighs And bodies collided with a primal instinct, He would resist with just as much need, Pushing her away As if the referee had hit the mat Signaling for him to stop, the match had already been won.   Author: Elizabeth Montgomery Email: elizabethdylan6@gmail.com Author Bio: Elizabeth Montgomery is a full-time mom currently residing in Alexandria, VA. Most of her time is spent embracing her love of language and doing her best to place words on the page. She has most recently been published in Life in Ten Minutes and Into The Void magazine.

SCREW RELATIONSHIP GOALS – WHAT’S THE POINT

Regardless of what social media platform you’re on, you’ve definitely seen people talking about #relationshipgoals. This infamous hashtag is almost always accompanied by pictures of flowers, gifts and happy couples. Let me be clear: I have nothing against someone wanting to express their love on social media. I enjoy giving my husband cute little shout-outs every now and then when I’m feeling particularly sentimental. However, there are just a few problems I have when it comes this popular phrase: The focus on material possessions. Jewelry, candy, flowers, clothes and even cars, there’s often an emphasis on what your partner can buy you, rather than the actual depth in the relationship. While the occasional gift is nice, goals shouldn’t be about what a guy can...

ALMOST

I woke up blinded Reminded of your smooth words and the thought of you 4:14 a.m. most of Toronto’s still sleeping Laying here wide awake, I’m lucid dreaming The only place where I let things go, with some degree of my control Baby, these days love has different meanings A few months pass and it was nothing more than demeaning to you Maybe I shouldn’t have let myself walk in Maybe my values were too old fashioned Since when did being passionate become mistaken for trying too hard? Remember when we only had land lines, to reach me you would show up at the front of my yard Nowadays I would be lucky if a man like you would send me a text, throws one off guard To think technology would make communication easier I cannot see over this barrier “Girl, I think you need to let it go,” my friends rea...

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