By Susan DiPronio Will you wash my body when I lay upon the last throne.   No other will do.   As stiffness replaces softness that held you through the storms   let your fingers flow gently tracing the last lines of my life.   While they fill with your tears drink of me one last time.   #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge

By Peter Devonald Deeply uncomfortable in our own flawed skin we wriggled, writhed and slithered into someone else’s.   It was easier this way, to pretend, to make-believe, a mask on a mask, to forever be an actor.   Soon we’d forget who we really were, lost in an echo chamber of other people’s desires. #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge

By Yucheng Tao No great bell awakens. Lost myself in the dark, I still search for that promised land but it remains   invisible . Perhaps that is God’s cruelest joke: casting me adrift outside the narrow door. To enter, if I receive grace To leave, still adrift, like driftwood.   #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge