24/M/South Africa    Writer | This is ancestral, past-life reading; this is meditation & prayer; this is future telling. always becoming. The undying soul in a decaying case. …

my tongue is a honeyed graveyard.

MY    Caffeinated in the idea of reality

unbecome everything you're not

South Africa   

Illinois    Trying to figure that out

18/F/Greeley, CO    Words have always flown through my veins, Poetry gave those words a home. I write to understand the inexplainable, I write to give a voice …

let it be

34/F/Buffalo    A photographer that's one photograph away from writing her eulogy.

18/Agender    self labeled poet, lover of all things alive - they/them

art should comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable

20/F/South Africa   

25/F/Wisconsin   

i commonly get mistaken for a lost child at airports, but my thoughts are those of an old soul.

PH   

“i write only because there is a voice within me that will not be still”

Botswana    I like to write and make music. www.thecaesura.wordpress.com