By Peter Cranmer Feldstein was a great friend of hers For him, she danced in the streets   But that didn’t stop her from tearing out his eyes one night And rummaging through his bloodied pockets.   When she found what she wanted She danced again.   #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge

By Amanda Danger I never wanted To be the Apple of your eye – That fruit is poisoned: Brutal blows Fall on Alabaster skin Bruised Globes Rotting On the Tree of Life A starving child Fed on Tainted fruit   #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge

By Joeii Monday In another universe, She doesn't write poetry. She's happy instead.   #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge

By Eliza Kettle The chameleon Was so good at blending in That she couldn’t remember Who she really was   So she decided to try Not being a rock Or some bark Nor pretending to be a glossy leaf   But when she looked in the mirror All she saw Was the mirror looking back   #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge

By Chris Burrage Weary of the earth He leaves for the stars Pulls on ropes long shed Of taught, strong sinew. Ladders to places Long unseen and fraught With passages lost, Peopled by brethren All wandering weary.   #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge

By Li Alves Anchor words. Phrases held in short memory. Neither guilt, nor echoes. Only I and my breath Can save me from my childhood So that I am not A mere consequence   #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge

By D A Angelo                  I dive into myself  like a kingfisher                               convinced  there must still be fish, despite  the river being barren                                    for years.   #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge

By Molly Winters I hold so many people in my heart But sometimes I wish I could put them inside my brain so that they could see all the ways they are hurting me by loving me while hating who I am.     #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge

By Deb Lucas No tools in your head you suffered the fools you wished you were dead. Fucknuts and ghouls.   Shit for brains, dirty veins no one sees you there cold and dank city lanes you’re just a vacant stare   from hollow eyes and empty brain your silent cries and dirty pain.   #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge

By Peter Warr An old man sat on a chair Thinks of everything that’s been And outside he watches Waiting for the brown leaves To turn green   An old man sat on a chair All hopes of youth subside And outside he realizes That all of the leaves Have died   #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge

By Evgenia Cotsis you look like you love me you look drunk but i am afraid of your sober indifference i’d rather your fire cool blue and the american spirit in your teeth i’d rather the ire in your desire i’d rather you just kill me   #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge

By Sea Sharp She doesn’t float. She sinks her cascading spine down an undulating rocker of vapours.   Yesterday, she fermented. Today, she foamed bubbles. Tomorrow, she’ll be fantastically new.   In this uneven pool of cruel temptation, she has a way with the Devil and finds it easy to say nothing and mean it.   #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge

By James Langford Way too hot to dig two graves. I can see my shadow sweat. High noon and not a lick o’ shade. My friend can’t live without his pet. His dog coughed out her final days. Best to put his mind to rest in one hole.  With his dog, he splays.   #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge

By Thomas Whitehead Every summer the scar comes out, glistening against tan, A reminder of what was once so that there she is again: Against blue skies, caryatid a singular storm cloud carrying. So that grief might be as cyclical as the seasons, impressed immutably upon me. And then in winter fading.   #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge

By Ash Alexander I brought a heart to a swordfight Freshly plucked My own I admit that I knew On some level My loss was inevitable   But still, When the blade pierced Two of my four chambers I found myself grateful That I had kept the organ soft And yielding   #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge

By Stephen Maloney weary I dance in my mind                   a faint two-step a simple soft shoe         on the corner        waiting for this all        to end   can I bring you   a cup of darkness     from this well         of my night   laughing at traces                             feint music tripping      over the dark #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge

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