my sun is my streetlight and my heart is the moon
Toronto
If writing be a reflection of our souls, then I present you mine in its entirety: tainted and mangled. † Twitter: @yours_et_cetera
it's not even the coffee that's keeping me awake now
I really don't know what I'm doing, so please, do care to listen. All works published are my own.
i believe in the good things coming
The District of Denial
I'm Dan-D and this is how I feel in metaphor. Everything has an orbit, everything comes hurdling back. Read aloud.
30/Non-binary
"do you know w here you go when the s t a t i c c l o s e s in."
20/Non-binary/New York
it might have been nothing, but it was beautiful.
NJ
http://briannapastor.tumblr.com/
pretty girls make graves
in the glo
エインジェル・オブ・ポーイットリー angel of poetry I'm taking a temporary leave, I will be back soon.
Singapore
she's morphine queen of my vaccine
i write a lot about candles, the position of the sun, and beginnings with no ends
a combination of 26
writing poetry, often complaining and drinking tea.
23/F/Philadelphia
Words are the architecture of my madness.
California
And the quiet is far too loud.. Follow my all poetry illhueminati twitter account: @2sided2 All poems by: Me