21/M/Michigan    A poet from a place called Lighthouse Island. There's magic there, and even though things aren't always perfect, everything is always beautiful.

If I pass by the place, in the hollow hours, I will whisper through the cracks, and stick my fingers through the holes. And, if ...

Montreal, Quebec    If you like my work, find my blog at https://letrangerechezelle.wordpress.com/ (Ariel Baptista is a pen name)

I'm sad Does not rain Windy Why Only Help me not to tear I dreamed of you. Notes My Life

New York, NY   

Where Is My Mind?    I'm Autumn. I spend too much of my time writing poems (more time than you think),so I add to the site quite often. Feedback welcome! ...

Edinburgh