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One Poem Only

One Poem Only

Written by: Maggie Devers
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 A daily reading. A quiet moment. One poem, center stage: just for now, just for you. A one-night-only show, in verse. I'm Maggie Devers, and each day I'll read you one poem—nothing more, nothing less. No analysis, no noise—just a little space to listen. Come back tomorrow. The curtain rises again.Maggie Devers Art Entertainment & Performing Arts Self-Help Success
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  • Same Old Story by Amelia Cabantog

    Same Old Story by Amelia Cabantog
    Jan 24 2026
    Same Old Story Amelia Cabantog Everyday the news replays the same old stories. So, and so, diedSo, and, so was deported So, and, so's rights are being taken away. Meanwhile a mother is crying because her baby is slowly dying And a brother is screaming because he doesn't know how to cope with all of his feelings And a girl is lying broken, in a bed she did not make. The people outside are screaming and shouting, and crying and bleeding on the streets, But they remain unseen, and unheard. They're fighting for rights that we've already had to fight for before And history is repeating itself in the ugliest way. Somehow, the sun is still shining even on the darkest days, And the girl is still smiling, even on her darkest nights. She goes out and protests,And screams “No kings,” But within she's screaming so much more. “Get rid of ICE!”“Hands off of women's bodies and reproductive systems.” “LGBTQIA people exist and always will.” She wishes she could change the world, She wishes that someone could hear her voice. But she is always drowned out by the crowd. So, she holds her breath, listening to the mother crying over her baby who's bleeding out on the streets. And the brother screaming about all of his pent up feelings, And the protesters yelling, And the news playing over and over again. And at the end of the day she is still lying broken, in a bed she never wanted anyway. She's hoping one day someone will listen to her, And one day she will have changed the world. She's hoping one day she won't have to fight for her rights, And that the rest of the world will wake up and see the damage that is being done, And the people who are being killed, And all of the rights being taken away, not just their own. She wants the world to love each other and be kinder to each other, So, no one else has to listen to a mother crying because her baby was killed by a cop, Or a brother screaming because people keep invalidating his feelings of hatred towards himself, She doesn't want any other girl, or guy, or nonbinary, or genderfluid, to be lying in the same bed. That none of them made or even wanted to sleep in.

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    3 mins
  • “Hope isn't a shy thing” by Eileen Strawberry

    “Hope isn't a shy thing” by Eileen Strawberry
    Jan 23 2026
    “Hope isn't a shy thing”Eileen StrawberryHope isn't a shy thingShe has white knucklesand spits gritWhen oppressors beat down on her shouldersShe draws her sword swiftlyNo hesitationNo deliberationShe will slay dragonsfor her kinHope isn't a pretty thingScars mar her complexionShe's missing some teethDirt crusts under her nailsCalluses roughen her feetYet her vision is clearHer heartbeat steadyCourage courses her veinsConviction deepens her voicein times of chaos and confusionHer truth shears through the noise

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  • Shimmer by Jessie Marie

    Shimmer by Jessie Marie
    Jan 22 2026
    Shimmer Jessie Marie my shimmering heart draped in tearsdrums a song behind a thorny cageghosts dressed in moonlight wail against the inky black of nightsorrow is stitched into their eyes an echo of dreams heard on the windI restore myself in the light of the starsa spotlight of hope drinks me upsuch a dream of being whole again

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