F/I'M ILLUSIVELY"HERE"    Thousands of words; never enough to say or express. Stuck inside me, mute; yet expressionistic... Shy; yet bold; exotic & ordinary , mesmerizing, a beautiful …

A writer, traveler, poet, and storyteller. A kind of tribal, free from dated dogmas.

Austin, TX    U.S. Naval Veteran, Former Peace Officer, Writer, Poet and Author of the book: Journey Beyond a Diverse Man (An Escapement through Letters,Poetry and Thoughts), www.xlibris.com, …

I am 52 years old, a mother of two wonderful children and married to my soulmate. I enjoy drawing, painting, cooking, reading and writing in …

53/F/Rochester NY    I have walked in the darkness of I can’t feel because I choose not to. Fell face down and bumped my head on every feeling …

ILLEGITIMI NON CARBORUNDUM My poetry book "Liberation From This Fraudulent Farce" is now available from the website below -:) http://www.cpibookdelivery.com/cgi-bin/searchlist.cgi?rm=list&page=3 Fingers crossed that it works …

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I am a writer and artist from Winnipeg Manitoba. I am the co-founder and editor of a quarterly art and literary journal entitled rip/torn magazine. …

I have always considered myself a writer, but never had time to write. Now that the kids are grown and the husband is gone (divorced …

I'm a teenage girl. Stereotypical day-dreaming art freak and yet much more. I believe poet's skill lies in stating eccentricities with beauty and flair. Worded …

37/F/Sweden    I like playing with words and different languages. I think poems should be funny/ beautiful/ cutting/ sad/ memorable/ personal... not all at once and not …

tears only make us human.

I’m a mom, a daughter, a friend and an aquarius living in Norway but dreaming all over the world.

www.facebook.com/katecrashmusic i am a poet/artist/ musician/ humanitarian www.katecrash.wordpress.com

I've been writing poetry as a means of dealing with life since I was 16. It helps me survive and make sense of my world.

As I have said in one of my poems: Once I have a pencil in my hand I am the god of my own little …