Poetry by Karissa

Poetry by Karissa

My Heart is an Envious Prisoner at the Party

Written by Karissa Seibel

Stealth and her sisters have taken 
residence at the cul-de-sacs of my nerves.
They held house warmings,
let the hot air humble itself until
it sank down upon the guests’ shoulders 
as a cool, refreshing breeze,
served hors d’oeuvres for every thought of their origin.
When you look me in my eyes tonight,
you’ll find it useful to know my envy
for the ones who aren’t afraid to dance
at the party, the ones who bulldoze
the properties of preconceived panic
and stomp the dust into the ground while 
luscious laughter sings between their lips.
I have tried all my life to let myself out
of my meaty enclosure, but
there’s a reason they call it your rib cage,
for how can a heart never, at least once, 
feel like a prisoner?
When I tell you I do not wish to go out tomorrow,
know that I am not surrendering my plight,
but I am finding a loophole -
a place where I can unlace the corset,
let myself bulge as I ooze a sugary sap of porcelain melting,
of nature in its nonjudgmental air.
When I confess my love for you,
you might find it monumental,
for I have never been this wide open.
<strong>Karissa Seibel</strong>
Karissa Seibel


I am 17 and from Ohio, USA. For as long as I can remember, I have loved writing. I started out with short stories and began writing poetry a few years ago, but began focusing heavily on it just this year.

As this is my senior year of high school, it is time for me to decide what I wish to pursue for a career. I am still a little indecisive, but one of my top choices is to have a career in editing. I just don’t see myself not being involved in the art of writing!

Some of my other hobbies include makeup and fashion. While I only practice those hobbies for fun, I take my writing seriously. Although I do not have a job in the field, I have an Instagram account: @karissa_thinks_in_ink.

I’m always looking at ways in which I can improve as a poet and I am looking forward to continuing to pursue this craft in my future, whether it’s part of my day job or on the side. I hope you enjoy my work and am ever grateful for the opportunities! 

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In Another Life

In another life

By Nikki C Mercer

In another life 
we walk the streets in daylight 
side by side holding hands

In another life
we celebrate our love
every waking moment we can

In another life
I am your woman
you are my man 

In another life
<strong>Nikki C Mercer</strong>
Nikki C Mercer

Nikki C Mercer is a wordsmith residing in Adelaide Australia. She manages a family, a financial career and a passion for creative writing.

Nikki’s pursuits include endurance running, eating way too much sugar and experiencing the depth of life.  Nikki is co-author of The Thing Between Us and is published in a number of anthologies worldwide.
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Poetry by Taylor Lutka

Colorblind

Poetry by Taylor Lutka

I could not show you 
What was drawn 
As it was scribed 
Along my bones 
And it was 
Restrained under 
Coatings of guilt 
Hardened by the words
You burrowed in my skin 
So when you asked me
To show you my soul 
I couldn’t show you 
Because 
I couldn’t see it either
(it used to be yellow, what colour is it now?)

I Will Grow Tomorrow Instead

Poetry by Taylor Lutka

Today I felt like silence
Easily broken with your words
A shattered mosaic of lethargy 
Tapered at the seams 
Of your blade-like edges
Today I felt like darkness 
Draped in bitter frost 
Veiled behind window panes 
Sending rain clouds across 
Droughted landscapes
Today I felt like breaking 
And this dim silent world 
That littered the portrayal 
Of the essence of my mind 
Remained barren 
Sleeping with the misrepresentation
That nothing would grow again

(but I know it is just today) 
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About the Poet

Taylor Lutka

Taylor Lutka has been writing professionally for just over two years. She provides blog/article writing and editing services, but her true passion is poetry. She especially enjoys running her Instagram account, where she posts new poetry daily. Her writing focuses on everything from mental health issues, having your heartbroken, and what it means to be in love. She will be featured in the upcoming Augies Bookshelf “Instapoets” Anthology being released in January, as well as an anthology to be published by Train River Publishing. She is currently working on writing her debut poetry collection, which is hoped to be released sometime next year. 
Instagram – @taylorlutkapoetry

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