Inside out    A Darker Remnant I Am Now of Just A Man Eternally Sad.

whatever road you are on life has led you here - Rivis Fox www.rivislives.wordpress.com Read the poems. Take the ride.

Honolulu, HI    I really hate bio's...youll know me better by what I write, but if you really want to know...a small town kid that wants to find ...

19/Gender Fluid   

36/M/Essex (England)    as attempted in third person biographical form: will not write in third person, an ongoing auto- and first person - salvo!

M/nyc    Dear World: You forget, but we have long memories. We are the eternal nation. “Is this who you are, is this how you write? With ...

I fear I'll do some damage one fine day, but I would not be convicted bya jury of my peers Still crazy, Still crazy after ...

For a so called 'Writer' I have no idea what to write here.

I’m a Bengali in sombrero An Indian from Kolkata I live at a stone’s throw From where flows the Ganga.

25/M/Colombus, GA    Words are my passion. Little bundles of meaning and memory. They come and go, deepening just a little. I hope they enrich you before passing ...

Orange County CA    "I was born to hustle roses down the avenues of the dead." Charles Bukowski

CA    I could be someone's true beauty if only we loved things truly.

Writing life as I go...words are scarce. So much we will not control. Live, live, live. The story writes itself and life, well life becomes ...

20/F/m a r s    twenty. aquarius. lover of all things. i'm not here to impress, i just want my words to be heard nothing more, nothing less. ©

20...Student...Ireland

(i just need a place to spill my mind)

Arizona    Hello! I'm Sarah. I'm 27 and live in Arizona. :)

Toronto    ourselves we never see, or come to know.

21/Genderqueer/St Louis   

New York    I am who I am that warm and cuddly a lover of poetry and one lovely lady. that me Dark@Beautiful Perhaps some of my poems ...

Allentown, PA    Words can't always convey what I want to say but at least poetry displays it in an artistic way.

nairobi,kenya    many years after the white man left a boy was born, in heart of Africa a place of great athletes and beautiful people. that boy ...

F/Ottawa    The French poet Aragon said: "By the time we learn to live it is already too late" Instagram: rose_emerald_ وردا‎‎‎‎‎‎‎