32/F/Mexico    this is just a hobbie and this is not my real name Ob/gyn Med&party

I am a reckless dreamer from Puerto Rico. Part time lesbian and writer, full time lover.

16 photographer artist and aspiring writer

Seattle, WA   

M/Mexico    'Little rhymes here and there, forever written down, never going anywhere.' Thank you for reposting my words :)

I am fueled by a need to discover beauty & then share it as my heart tends to unceasingly pour out of my fingertips. Passions …

Cardiff    I work in mental health which is pretty stressful sometimes so my outpourings are my release. Please note that all works posted by me are …

25/F/NC    My name is Brittany, but I prefer going by Luna. I'm a married 25 year old mother of one adorable little girl. I've been writing …

Dubai, UAE    Too many thoughts. Twitter: @beaduj Instagram: @btrzd

Caracas, Venezuela    Visual/plastic arts, music and philosophy. And poems about that, too.

On earth    Would love to hear from you

Puerto Rico   

I live In books + my mind    They say you can tell a lot about a person from their biography So I hope mine proves useful in that regard I was born …

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40/Cisgender Female/Sweet Home Alabama    I'm a slightly neurotic, always smiling mother of 3. I am very eclectic, so the style, subject matter, and structure of my poems are varied. …

India    An awake dreamer...

va    queer femme poet tryna do something, nj/va my cover photo is by alice bloomfield http://mlmarques.wordpress.com

M/Uder the burning sun...    “Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, Or what's a heaven for?” Robert Browning https://about.me/asayyash

Atlanta    The shadows are my home, In an abandoned shed I freeze As I rock back and forth thinking to myself Writing down ever letter that …

29/F/Netherlands    "There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed."

United States    I'm more violinist than poet. I marathon comedies on Netflix, instrumentals on my I-pod, and bad poetry on my wall. I like music, and awful …

Ojos claros como el bosque, alma libre como el mar. Vivo por el viento, y me siento a escribirte entre mis versos.