PinnedMy Chapbook “The Event Horizon” Now Available!!“Halle Preneta’s portraits fuse the person that was with the person that we see them as, into something that blends fiction and reality, love shaping both us and them into someone new. …Poem1 min readPoem1 min read
Aug 10Do you ever wonder what trees think about when they die?Poem by Halle Preneta — 8/10/23 Sometimes my body feels like a useless hunk of metal clanging around in your garage Sometimes my words feel like mini tornados wrecking through your neighborhood Sometimes my life feels like sand crumbling in your hands Sometimes the world feels like a huge ball of fire no fire extinguisher can put out Sometimes I feel like hollowed out bones laying in the street Sometimes living feels like clinging onto ropes that burn your handsPoem1 min readPoem1 min read
Jun 28My love for you is bare branches on shaking treesPoem by Halle Preneta — 6/28/23 ready to collapse onto the floor below. No one is around to hear it. No one hears me fall. Sees how my eyes glitter up at you when you smile or look in my overall general direction. No one notices how much I talk…Poem2 min readPoem2 min read
Jun 20Maybe there is hope living somewhere in this worldPoem by Halle Preneta — 6/20/23 In your laugh In my laugh In the glitter in your eyes In the kiss I receive on the top of my head In love, the one thing people are trying to get rid of in this world But you can’t have a humanity without love Because without love, we are only bare branches on shaking trees Ready to collapse onto the floor below And if no one is around to hear it, Did it ever really fall in the first place?Poem1 min readPoem1 min read
Jun 17“Somebody who loves you knows you can do great things.”Poem by Halle Preneta — 6/17/23 There are so many voices ringing inside my head. Exhaustion is molasses flowing throughout my neurons and I am nothing but a flower burning up in the sun.1 min read1 min read
May 28They say depression is a monsterPoem by Halle Preneta — 5/28/23 This huge, overbearing, dark, fuzzy creature to constantly fear. But it isn’t. My depression is static electricity. It is the hairs rising on the back of your neck, the shaking of your hands, the prickling fear on your skin. It buzzes like a bee…Poem4 min readPoem4 min read
May 12“I love in shades of wrong.” — Taylor Swift, State of Grace, RedPoem by Halle Preneta — 5/11/23 Every time you see her little picture on the wall, you smile to yourself, think about how much you so desperately want to shove her up against the edge of this table and kiss her until neither of you can breathe. …Poem1 min readPoem1 min read
May 7I know some queer people may hold a resentment towards straight peoplePoem by Halle Preneta — 5/7/23 Response to “Dear Straight People” by Denice Frohman because all we can see is a hatred towards us. This disconnect between a life this world wants us to have and the life we envision ourselves to be. And that disconnect can be very frustrating …3 Minutes2 min read3 Minutes2 min read
May 5you have made a piñata out of my heartPoem by Halle Preneta — 5/5/23 TW: sexual assault a punching bag out of my body that you attack with broken lips my vagina just target practice for your dick but i am not an archery range or a punching bag or rainbow confetti during someone’s birthday party i am…Poem2 min readPoem2 min read
Apr 15Empty Vessels Make The Greatest SoundsPoem by Halle Preneta — 4/15/23 Why do you keep knives to cut out our throats? The scars you gave us lay inscripted in our arms, inside our souls. They are the script we use around people like you. “Yea, she’s just my … friend. Good, good friend … “ …Poem2 min readPoem2 min read
