20/F/Ithaca NY
We live in an endless chasm of chaos and beauty. Poetry is the underbelly and the transcendent sky of this treacherously splendiferous existence.
24/M/South Africa
Writer | This is ancestral, past-life reading; this is meditation & prayer; this is future telling. always becoming. The undying soul in a decaying case. …
Oklahoma city
going in circles, spiraling outward, rapidly progressing, what doesnt kill you makes you stronger.. Do somthing that scares you every day.
M/United States
"I'm yearning for the glory days of most deft perfection/ My pen moving in motions that defied known direction/ Well-placed words can swallow whole the …
London - England
I won't explain what the poems mean so don't ask! You are the music while the music lasts. - if it's untitled, then it's unfinished. …