We Die Soon
Bumps of ketamine. Go to bed real late. It’s not what it seems, Hell is a soulmate. Vodka made of tears, Down a bunch of shots. Your mortician cheers, Try not to get caught. Steal cash from her…
mortician is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 3 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees mortician in their life. Whether you're looking for inspiration, connection, or just want to know you're not alone, start reading and see what resonates.
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