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One Poem Only

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.

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01:58

Bills for Bills of Bills for Bills by Charlotte Stuart

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2025/10/24

Bills for Bills of Bills for Bills Charlotte Stuart They hand me bills for bills of bills for bills,Stacked like bricks in window sills. Pay what you owe, then pay what comes.A tangled song the system hums:A doctor’s bill, a phone bill too,A bill to tell me rent is due.A bill for water, light, and gas;A bill to fix my metro pass.I pay a bill to check my bills,Then pay again for late fee thrills.They charge me more for paying late;A bill for daring to hesitate.It’s

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02:25

Seventh Wonder by Joba the Poète

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2025/10/23

Seventh Wonder Joba the Poète Seven wonders of the worldyet I trip like the leaning tower of Pisawhen you sing out my namewith a nine minus two, or rather still,six plus one,the seventh scale of the seventh chordyou love the most.What a time to feel this way,even such is time—and perchance God did not rest onthe seventh day,perhaps He spent seven more hoursperfecting your seventieth curve.But I do not know this story of creationso well as to whether they were seven daysor they were seven

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01:32

"If love were a predator," by McKenzie Hager

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2025/10/22

If love were a predator,I’d let it hunt me down.While it prowled,I’d shuffle the leavesjust enough to be heard.I’d welcome the weightof its body against mine.And when it struck,I’d go down smiling—Let it take me.Let it tear me open.Let me blissfully bleed my life awayas its mouth claimed the tender fleshof my thigha mark not of death,but devotion.Because life without loveis just survivalanyway.-M.L.More from McKenzie Hager ↓@lavendermorbs on InstagramHer book, Ink, Grace, and F-Bombs, is out

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09:05

Sunday Recap & Cast Off by Maggie Devers

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2025/10/19

Here’s your recap of this week’s poems plus one new poem to carry us into the week ahead.Oct 13 - House of Childhood by Nataša Benedičič @natasek_poetry_corner on Instagram. Childhood Reveries is her Substack. Her book, Whispers of the Inner Child, is out now.Oct 14 - "Where will we get" by Sophia Nerenberg @sophia_the_writer10 on InstagramOct 15 - "I want to escape this world." by Lipy Goyal @thediaryofscript on Instagram. You can listen to me read another poem by Lipy on Instagram

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01:43

"I dream of a happy ending." by Alena Peacock

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2025/10/18

I dream of a happy ending.Perfect and unyielding.A quiet love, so loud, its deafening.Where I would not ever have to question their affection.I'd be so sure of this love, anxiety would dissipate.One filled with faultless words of promise, burning with hope.A brilliant, irreplaceable light, matching mine.An almost planned, adventurous future,that I could see in their eyes.Eventually,this ending will find me. - Alena Peacock More from Alena Peacock ↓@n0t.a.poet on InstagramMentioned in this

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02:07

Tell Me by Evita Arakelian

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2025/10/17

Tell Me Evita Arakelian Tell me of a flavour I have forgotten,of a song I may have heard a stranger hum to her child in some store, some day.Tell me a story I know but end it differently or stopright in the middle and say: ‘morefor later.’ Tell me about the bakerythat will open near our home, on the eighthstreet. Remind me of what it was you said when I left my seat to have a cry in the theatre powder-room—(I didn’t want Little Nell to die). Tell meof all the silly things I do sometimes.Tell me a

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03:26

Love Letter to the Lesion in My Brain by Erin Zarro

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2025/10/16

Love Letter to the Lesion in My Brain Erin Zarro TW: explicit language, illness, mentions of deathHere’s a secret. This thing in my brain – this mass of cells and tissue — it’s not my friend – is it going to grow? Is it going to kill me? Because I’ll tell you now: The Grim Reaper will have to drag me, screaming the whole way, from my life. Because it is mine and I’m not fucking ready. Not. Fucking. Ready. I haven’t turned fifty yet, damn it. That’s too young to…yeah. Too fucking young. I never

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02:45

"I want to escape this world." by Lipy Goyal

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2025/10/15

I want to escape this world.And sit with somebody in a quiet place.Looking at the stars, imagine a new world.Drinking silence in a cup of coffeeThe chaos-free, serene spaceA cessation in this running worldWalking on green grass barefootRunning wildly in green, loose spaceExploring myself in the woodsReading books in a tree houseLit up the world with tiny stars of night.O What a majestic view of dancing lights!Watching the dreamy aurora borealisThe magical moon nights, different canvasses of sunsets

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02:05

"Where will we get" by Sophia Nerenberg

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2025/10/14

Where will we getWith the attack? Will the caged bird Finally bend the metal? Or should it learn to pick the lock? Where will we get With the oppression?Will the Princess Be forced to use her hair? Or be allowed to put on pants And climb her way down?Where will we get With the ego?Will the lion pounce at every chanceAnd fail? Or choose wisely, Waiting for the pride?Where will we getWith the hate? Will the fire burn And become all consuming?Or simmer only enough to warm our hands? To cook a meal we

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02:49

House of Childhood by Nataša Benedičič

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2025/10/13

House of Childhood Nataša Benedičič I would rest in a secret gardenWatering my unsaid thoughtsFor they had no other placeSince they were “too much”Waiting for life to unfoldLike a flower before meWith unplanned momentsYearning to arrive where I belongLittle knowing that some peopleSearch for their purpose all their livesConstantly feeling they bloom in the wrong placesLoving things that never love them backGrowing pains were a certainty.That I was becoming an adultYet a part of me wanted to hang

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10:54

Sunday Recap & Seek Truth by Maggie Devers

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2025/10/12

Here’s your recap of this week’s poems plus one new poem to carry us into the week ahead.Oct 6 - Remember by Olivia Woods @owibia_writes on Instagram, TikTok, and YouTube. She is currently writing the first draft of her novel, What Remains Of Us.Oct 7 - "Nobody is coming to save you" by Georgia Groza @catastrophic_yearning on InstagramOct 8 - "Gone are the days" by Rusha Chatterjee @blooming_ru on Instagram. You can listen to me read Rusha’ poem Hope Is over on Instagram @rembrandts.cure.Oct 9 -

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01:48

Twenty-First. Night. Monday by Anna Akhmatova

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2025/10/11

Twenty-First. Night. Monday Anna Akhmatova Twenty-first. Night. Monday.Silhouette of the capitol in darkness.Some good-for-nothing–who knows why–made up the tale that love exists on earth.People believe it, maybe from lazinessor boredom, and live accordingly:they wait eagerly for meetings, fear parting,and when they sing, they sing about love.But the secret reveals itself to some,and on them silence settles down...I found this out by accidentand now it seems I'm sick all the time.Mentioned in this

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03:59

"If a tree falls" by Amelia Dunn

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2025/10/10

"If a tree falls" Amelia Dunn If a tree falls in the forest and no one is around to notice does it make a sound?Does its impact even hit the ground? Will the wind still whistle Or will silence echo in the burrows of what once was what once was must be forgotfor leaves will fall again next autumn and shoots will spawn in the spring does sadness fill you as you stare at an empty home or do you dance with excitement at the new creations that bloom within you knock down this wall and we’ll have a dream

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02:24

Another Day in May by Anthony Robinson

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2025/10/09

Another Day in MayAnthony Robinson Now more coffee and Brian Wilson And skittering creatures. I've eatenTacos for three days straight and DadIs still on oxygen. To feel intense griefNot right now is also to feel guiltyConcerning elements and microbesWhat makes a man sick is alsoWhat kills him, what kills a manIs also what sustains him. Here, loveIs a concept. Mercy is an actOf unshabby imagination. MotherPuts out food for the goldfinches,A famous athlete debases himselfTo the applause of at least

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02:38

"Gone are the days" by Rusha Chatterjee

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2025/10/08

"Gone are the days" Rusha Chatterjee Gone are the dayswhen my house felt like home,now the rooms filled with thousandmemories feels like a cage,suffocating and cold,laughs from my childhood echoes throughout the space maybe to light a little spark of hopeless hope.The mint colour wallsare now pale and grim, the lack of warmth issurely from within,the rose wood furniture was a beauty to behold, now with layers of dustis an absolute eyesore.The kitchen which always smelled like heaven, now

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03:40

"Nobody is coming to save you" by Georgia Groza

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2025/10/07

"Nobody is coming to save you" Georgia Groza Nobody is coming to save you Stitch it back up, learn to live with it. The world doesn’t begin and end at the kitchen tablemore than likely everything is preceded by a bed.It ends with or without a death gripWith or without the altar and the hummingWith or without divine intervention or a prayer or a poemDon’t correct me if I’ve told this story before.It is not misanthropic ramblingIt is not an excuse to pathologize you it is the unblinking chasm in my

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01:44

Remember by Olivia Woods

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2025/10/06

Remember Olivia Woods Your apples were as savory as sunlight I can’t remember the last time they seemed so sweetThe last time they were as red as rosesThe last time they smelt so greatI fear there is nothing left here anymoreI can't remember how long I've been hereOr when the maggots cameI can’t remember when the taste had changedFrom sweet to sourWhen the rose color began to rot When these sores appearedI fear there is nothing left of me hereOnly the husk of my bodyThe salt from my tearsAnd the

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03:35

i am not a poet by Kole Kealey

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2025/10/03

i am not a poet Kole Kealey i touched rock bottom before i ever touched apen, so do not call me a poetcall me your mother tongue,burning the back of your throat making yourblood boil, a taste you can’t quite name butrhymes with copper and death, with misery anddespair, the taste of childhood meant forsomeone else, one you didn’t experience butthrough the rose-colored lenses of your brokenheart tethered to a string being dragged throughbusted up concrete, through fragments of brokenglass and

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02:33

Silver Filigree by Travers Charron

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2025/10/03

Silver Filigree Travers Charron Before the day unbuttons its sky,while morning’s breath still clings to the grass, I find it—a single web,threaded between two branches, a silver filigreetrembling in dew.Each strand,so thin I dare not blink, holdsthe soft breath of the waking earth.No grand cathedral could matchthis tender architecture—woven by instinct,lit by grace,enduring the weight of a single drop without breaking.I stop,breath caught, knowing I am the first to come this way.The trail is laced

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02:41

Grapes by Frankie Reed

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2025/10/01

Grapes Frankie Reed we hung together —tight, green,not yet sweet.small things,skin against skin,no space for air.you leanedinto every breeze.I held still.neither of us saidwhat we knewabout weight.we ripened unevenly.you softened.I didn’t.the stalk grew thinbetween us.not broken —just tired.when I fell,there was no sound.just grass.just air.just me,not where you were.you stayed.you always would have.still facing the lightlike it was enough.if I’d stayed too,maybe we’d have gonequietly —turned

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