Stevvy Hopson : Writing

I once knew this guy...

I once knew this guy...

A Story by Stevvy Hopson


Who I secretly liked a lot. I thought about dating this loser to get his attention but then backed out to save myself for him. He was interested in th..
Lights.

Lights.

A Poem by Stevvy Hopson


What a world I had left behind.The people I knew,Like the diner lights that would blinkAs time passed,I found I barely knew them.Now that something ne..
To Him

To Him

A Poem by Stevvy Hopson


My brain is awake,You slumber,I smile,Your slow breathing,In contrast to Chopin,Piano keys touched lightly,Like the keys I am touching now,Like how I ..
Perfect

Perfect

A Poem by Stevvy Hopson


What is it about your soft, slow breathing that makes my heart beat in rhythm to it? How did your fingers get tangled with mine? The warm embrace of..
Ode to coffee

Ode to coffee

A Poem by Stevvy Hopson


So dark yet so light,So bold, But not too bitter.So sweet, So magical.How you help my mood rise.In the morning, evening, or after bedtime.Time, Of whi..
Wishing for Dopamine

Wishing for Dopamine

A Poem by Stevvy Hopson


I'll be truthful, I am not a victim. I am just a lonely person who doesn't mind being treated badly. Through years of dealing, My shoulders have s..
Mocking Bird

Mocking Bird

A Poem by Stevvy Hopson


He sings to me songsSincere to what he feels.Though sometimesHe may not be able to keep upHis voice is like crystals to me.Reflecting and falling.Must..
Robert

Robert

A Poem by Stevvy Hopson


He is a silhouette in a dark horizon, A humble conversation to my ears, He is the sweetest kiss in a moderately lit allyway, His heart has the rhyt..
For my dear big brother,

For my dear big brother,

A Story by Stevvy Hopson


It has been six years. Six years of wonder, anger, waiting, patience, confusion, and sadness. I have come to think I didn't have a brother or anyone w..
Daddy

Daddy

A Story by Stevvy Hopson


More than twelve years I traced my hand along this wall, A little less from touch and an entire chemistry of feels. I was a third chess piece in the c..

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