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CantSeeMe
15/Belgium    I'm just a little tiny human with a heart too big and thoughts as far as you can dig... Breathe in and out
AUSTIN
20/M   
Carrie Van Horn
62/F/Planet Earth    Someone once said to write about why the sky is blue, so I did, and now I can't stop...
15/M    Expanding my world and thinking about it 🔥.
Shane Michael Stoops
48/M/Mo Valley, IA    My name is Shane, I am 48. I have been writing poetry since I was 13 years old. I like sharing my poetry with people …
22/M    Speak from the heart
Michael Sean Maloney
60/M/Japan   
Agnes de Lods
47/F/Poland    I write to organize my thoughts, feelings, and images that come to me in dreams.
Joy Ann Jones
76    Graduate of Satan's Reform School for Wayward Girls, gainfully unemployed landscaping the muse factory. You can find the entirety of my poetry on my blog: …
Abbott J Hardison
14/M/Rochester NY    A collection of memories, ideas, and feelings, from a naive American boy who thinks he might be a poet.
Susie Clevenger
74/F/USA    I'm a poet,writer, author of four poetry collections, and a digital collage artist. My poetry is everything from nature to feminism. Oh, and hit the …
Carlo C Gomez
54/M/The Exclusion Zone    Married to Mrs. Timetable. Surreal picture by Justin Peters. New book "Exiled to Dusk" available here: https://poetizer.com/book/ba36575e-df93-482e-9279-e97ae0b7bc13
83/F/United States   
Kiki Dresden
32/Two-Spirit/Lisbon    I laugh at windows in the sun, but keep the storm beneath my tongue. I bloom in places no one sees, half wildflower, half mystery.
crow
23/F   
51/F/UK    Writing from the UK and crawling out of the Rabbit Hole
My vanity books are available on amazon.com: THE ROAD TO MAGDALENA, PALEO-HIPPIES AT WORK AND PLAY, LADY WITH A DEAD TURTLE, DON'T FORGET YOUR SHOES …
Julia Celine
25/F/NY   
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Kim
Kim
F/Manila, PH    Here goes the words that I have no audacity say.
William A Gibson
M/Cambria CA    - because the wind swirls, the moon leans, and the dawn cracks. - because she shoots that sharp little smile from her revolver - my …
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