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Some Person
Midwest   
Waldo
Never really fancied myself a poet, but the shoe fits from time to time.
S Olson
30/M/California   
Brandon Richardson
Austin ,TX   
Little Bear
Equality feels like persecution when you have only ever known privilege
Madeysin
Pa    I like the rugged blue ribbon, around your neck, And the way mud feels dry on your face. Being content knowing God gives me the ...
Jack
21/M/New Zealand    monophobic logophile who likes moonlight and drinking tea I’d love to be published
mike dm
NY    all poems are property of ....
apollota
16/M/Canada    a lost boy searching for his home in a world without houses
Akira Chinen
122/M/texas    "we put it all into a poem, to tell the universe who we were, and why we were here, and what we said and did ...
Jack Ghaven
Michigan    Poetry is my release. My sober way of coping with life. It is a hobby that I like to think I have a spec of ...
Torin
charlotte NC    "I'm un-orphaned in your northern lights" -Bon Iver; 10 d E A T h b R E a s T ⚄ ⚄ GET WET
Arun C
Mouthpiece
28/M/Liverpool, UK    all this pain is an illusion
Melanie Shupe
26/F/Ohio    Everything I write belongs to me, and is copyrighted as such. If you steal my poetry and try to pass it off as your own, ...
Mike Essig
Mechanicsburg, PA    I am a monk, minimalist and anarchist. I now live in Mechanicsburg, PA in a shotgun apartment (without a shotgun) with only a neurotic cat ...
Captain Trips
Pens were designed with wordful purposes, our hands and minds serve only as catalysts.
Jacob Christopher
Buffalo, NY    All works ©Jacob Christopher unless noted otherwise. Honestly, if you have to steal my words be my fucking guest; I'll just create more and you ...
JDK
JDK
31/M/U.S.    If you like my stuff and want to know more, DM me! (Include a favorite song!) If you read a nasty comment I left on ...
Liam C Calhoun
Guangzhou, China    "All I had to offer was my own confusion." -Jack Kerouac "Ditto." - Me Warrior, poet, wanderer. These words are a tale wrought decades. Tumblr ...

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