my tongue is a honeyed graveyard.
that was then. http://morgancaro.tumblr.com/
"The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people. And as long ...
A spokesperson for a man that is full of confusion, contradiction, delusion and imagination.
"Should [...] I/Another rib afford"?
the moon and the stars and i forget the rest
a page of words that might make sense to someone
My new book, "BitterSweet," has hit #1 New Release on Amazon's Best Sellers List, I hope you can grab a copy! Sample stories in the ...
write for the blind and sing for the deaf, be their guide, be their intimate, aid them to escape boundaries, by granting them the saws ...
Some call it "expression" I call it "insanity"
If people were rain I was a drizzle, and you were a hurricane.
inside an ocean of pain
i am hidden. no one knows me.
Writer | This is ancestral, past-life reading; this is meditation & prayer; this is future telling. always becoming. The undying soul in a decaying case. ...
poetry is just one of the ways i express my thoughts follow me on twitter: murkywaves
looking for reasons to be mentioned after death
someday i'll be better
When I write poetry, I can feel flowers growing out of my fingertips. Blissfully moody and miserably young. Always loving, always cursing. Mental illness survivor, ...
i write what i experience and what inspires me i'm hardly ever done with anything i finish