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    inadequate was all that ever stemmed from your mouth because that’s the only venom GORGONS have the ability to produce teeth can pop my tires they can make me flee and curl in restrooms at the back end of school because i have nothing better to do wi th my time. and my time...
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    As a child, I flew down the concrete pavement outside of the daycare where the woman behind the door did drugs and her husband beat out her humanity. My trainers would patter down the way, lights flashed from their souls, screaming MOVE GET OUT OF MY WAY while I fled from my seven year old dem...
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    I want you to be aware of her ability to be cruel, her natural inclination to deny the existence of her emotions, her ability to ignore people who mean the most to her, and her talents at exceptional hatred. Have you noticed that in me? (I am your mother, but I’ve made those mistakes). I grew dep...
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    anger. It’s vile, but do I even have that right to be angry with him, for what he did to me, because maybe’s he’s right; did i leave him, i didn’t think i did, i thought i was clear enough, but maybe i wasn’t. or maybe he’s lying, covering his a** is more like it, because this is time...
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    “My mom told me that whenever she wanted to heal, she hurt herself to make her stronger.” (inward laugh at facial expression) “Is that why you do it?” “Yes, but what she did involved cauterizing the bleeding infections of her heart. I reopen those burnt scars and let the black fla...
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    If you love someone, I don’t recommend that you tell them because if they know they may try to love you back and that’s a mistake. Your heart is made of diamonds for a reason: it’s meant to reflect facets of care, of love and of enjoyment, but really, it’s broiling in the pressure of existe...
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    I’ve never liked much of anything gathering up in my hair. So when you came back to run your fingers through those knotted locks, is it any wonder I slapped you away? Believe in the art of passing the time, in the method of slapping paint on the walls in order to simulate the everything,...
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    the afternoon I walked out of your life, I made a stop by a tired bakery, my hands dug in my pockets. I needed a moment to feed, I’d run out of your soul to digest, and I was wasting away. behind the counter, there was a woman with her dog, a tiny woman, a large dog, but for reasons I was too...
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    noun the emergence of a baby or other young from the body of its mother; the start of life as a physically separate being. I came onto this earth after six times of clawing at my mother’s womb; she still has the scars inside of her. they bleed each month when the moon and the sun cross paths ...
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    back how about we take a deep breath for a few second fragments and let our lips intertwine like grapevines that snake between the chain link fences that separate the far north from the deepened south. it's an interesting choice; watch as our necks crane into angles, their displacement is not s...
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    dawn- awakening Each morning is a blessing from God, a gift given to female-kind to supplement each belief in the male appointed kings of the world. to have breasts to to have sinned and to have sinned is to have gone against the ways of the world. (sexed not, wanted not and may they allow you...
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    being seventeen forever imagine it:i’m choking on my air that i’ve been holding in since i was about nine. i want to say, i’m grateful; not sorry i won’t be sorry anymore, not pathetic and simpering whimpering. Perhaps you can’t accept a policy payment of mine. Maybe you wo...
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    X: marks the spot i’ve always wanted to tell you: you are the Plath to my heart. the little piece of Misery that Stephen King wanted to ram down my throat instead of just kissing me sweetly on the lips and sending down the snow. you are the plath to my heart and you’ve used that to your advant...
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    viiii: ‘hello’ in the afternoons i would sit outside in the shops by the park, let my eyes graze around on the grass like a cow and let the hockey feed stem into my ears. i liked hockey, i did, but i liked it because of you. i was selfish and i promised myself i’d eat you slowly to death with...
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    viii: leaf piles of elves i’m so cold, my lips are bleu, sad and empty, and honestly, nothing else can really be done for them. for halloween i want to be an ice queen, a queen not a princess because i am not meant to have a prince charming; i am not a cutie pie, i am a falling around with a cro...
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    vii:lord knows my whole life is a repeated pattern of mistakes and living ‘f's’. i’ve just screwed up haven’t i God? can’t you fix it? don’t you have the power to do this, and for once i’m not asking you too fix him, christ don’t fix him. i’m begging you to sew me back up and...
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    V: two lies and forget the truth all i wanted to do was stick my two arms in the holes of your sweater and meld into it, let my atoms become your yarn, wear me like wool; that is what i wanted. don’t worry my face is naked, no dye is going to come off and stain your skin. any day, that was today...
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    v: i had guts; he had pulp fiction nine days before halloween i decided to go off to a pumpkin patch and stand guard for ‘the great pumpkin’. i wanted to see him; i heard he granted wishes and that he was a boy and maybe he would listen to me and tell me what to do around them, because honestl...
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    iv: phase seven of six it was at 2 o’clock on the ninth day after i turned seven years old when i told you that my birthday wish had been to fly like superman. my hair falling out behind me, my skin pulled so taut around my body that not even kryptonite could get through. it was a phase, one ou...
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    i: this isn’t supposed to be good since it shouldn’t be said. i don’t know what needs to be said here. i can’t do it, i can’t write anything that pertains to him even though he’ll never see it. but i can see it fine, and i don’t know what to say. i can’t say i loved him, i refuse t...
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    .sex. You can remove your hands from my waist, because they do not belong there, they can move from my body; stay away, i will set you ablaze with my trembling fingers and pierce you with a scream. i cannot envelope myself in the depths of your skin your thighs my hair it’s a cannot, ne...
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    decades of blood flow have worn away the skin of my hand. valleys of knuckles, hills of flesh with fur for grassy plains on the unclaimed land i have hoarded in an attic not far from her. watch the as the sun rises beyond the lines set behind caution tape, bright yellow, sunlight burns trespasser...
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    there is no longer a love for me to sit and cry about in the backseat of a chevy impala on a sunday night. nothing for me to bleed over, for me to sell my soul out with a kiss, get nothing in return but flickering flames behind my eyelids as i try to sleep. the biggest journey i’ve e...
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    living days like faulty sequences, etched in ruins to carve out what is and what isn't how to think? Follow the shadows that tell me when, but not why. i hear it clearly, the call of my mothers 'good night children' alongside her perpetual praying, internal screaming as the w...
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    i took summer evenings and flower stems knitted it into a crown placed it upon your head, nevermind the thorns its how we love, with pricks on skin. i want you to tear my skin apart, peel it off my bones so that i don’t have to (it’s harm when i do it, love when you do it) self pierce ...

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