im figuring out how to be a wildflower.

22/Gender Nonconforming/East Coast    east coast wannabe published poet

I write poems about everything that impacts my life. It's the best way to clear my mind.

art should comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable

Buffalo; Syracuse; Boston    my body was stronger before my tongue tasted your name Copyright © 2018 Emily Fisk. All rights reserved.

30/M    Pens were designed with wordful purposes, our hands and minds serve only as catalysts.

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Chelsea, MI    “Great minds discuss ideas; average minds discuss events; small minds discuss people.” ~Eleanor Roosevelt I kinda hate myself. Just a wee bit. Uhm I like ...

M/Virginia    38| Gemini | Father of one Beautiful Girl "Yesterday I was clever so I wanted to change the world , today I'm wise so I ...

Virginia, US    Haughty.

Hi mom

♡ Do it for the thrill of the rush. ♡

And I spent all night Stuck on the puzzle.

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! ...

M/PH    Hands are stained with poetry. / Romanticist

NYC//DTX    Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's no matter - ...

My Home Is Wherever I Go    This world is not complete without those daring people willing to do the impossible. If you want to change something, go do it. I dare ...

New Jersey    I am a 24 year old guy just out on his own adventuring this big and beautiful world. I'm from a small town in New ...

Yellow Brick Road    A grenade wrapped in love letters.

I say what I have on my mind I'm not afraid to hide I don't like people who are mean to others It's not right ...

nowhere special    I'm not home.... leave a message

North Carolina    Enjoying life in the mountains. all poetry is original material,©(2022)All rights reserved

F    But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream his wings are clipped and his feet are ...

Michigan    Just like Icarus, I fly too close to the sun.