The Dirty South    Im Samantha, and I slay demons with my words.

Broken words of rememberance that a poem leaves behind Untimely rhythms growing more useless as days pass by

Brooklyn, NYC    Life needs more. More than you, more than me. To show what it wants us to see.

M/nyc    these days breathe through words, molecules of vowels, stem cells of consonants, the fabric, the tissues of life, veins are a dictionary of corpuscles, red …

Connecticut    Imagination; where stories are born and bred.

"I don't exactly know what I mean by that, but I mean it." J.D. Salinger

26/F/north carolina    [ prev. pen name: ophelia letourneau ] • queer poet

There's no two days alike. Pen Name: @CaroPolhamus

Nicole Rountree goes by the Pen of Author Ni'Kay. She attended Norfolk State University and Old Dominion University and got her Doctorate Degree from Nova …

Vladivostok    These words, I need to write them down.

AK    "In the cold dark night of the soul, it's always Three o'clock in the morning." -F Scott Fitzgerald

"I want to write a poem about being swept away in the ocean except everyone else is being moved and I am the tidal wave …

I rap, I write, I rhyme, I do 'em at the same time...

"We need never be hopeless, because we can never be irreparably broken."--John Green

27/M/America    Have the courage to speak. I will have the patience to listen.

I write gentle poetry.