The South   

I am a writer, of both poetry and fiction, since as long as I can remember. It is simply a part of who I am, ...

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 ...

F    I'm learning to love and appreciate myself more every day.

22/!   

22/F/London    My days in a twilight haze

18/F    and i, your world-weary foreigner, mouth full of old words about new places —

sifting gold flecks from the garbage

Cascadia    we who share vestige of our intimate uniqueness, are different — just be you, that is your greatest strength —stay strong ... stay blessed — ...

27/Denver, CO   

F    ♦*–Her mind is constantly flirting with the impossible–*♦

28/F/MA    Just writing whatever comes to my mind

30/M/Sydney    Songwriter moonlighting as a poet

26/M/Father, Husband, Writer    Wear a mask.

Sheffield, England    Sylvie. You don't know me yet.

19/F/TX    i exploit sunlight

24/F/Ireland    I write poems sometimes. I mostly play music though.

49°00'10.7"N 33°22'14.1"E    nursery rhymes and spoken words, dots, letters, symbols, hieroglyphs I hardly speak and spell

mile end, Montréal    dont ask me im just a hologram...

35/M/Japan    “It occurs to me that our survival may depend upon our talking to one another.” ― Dan Simmons, Hyperion

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