Superstition
On the 13th floor, picked up a penny heads up--risked a full moon, spilled salt over my shoulder and hit a black cat full in the face-- space and time were unaffected, but six hundred sixty-six steps…
spilled is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 1 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees spilled 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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