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Nat Lipstadt
M/nyc    Dear World: You forget, but we have long memories. We are the eternal nation. “Is this who you are, is this how you write? With ...
Marka Acton
Thank you for sharing the God moments in my day.
Matt
34/M/Los Angeles    I enjoy history, documentaries, and golf.
River
How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on, when in your heart you begin to understand there ...
gray rain
21/F    Let go of the darkness and the light appears
Joe Cottonwood
La Honda    I like this place. I post first drafts of poems here, later withdraw them to revise and re-think, send to poetry journals, then re-post them ...
bulletcookie
122/M/Seattle    "How things seem to seem is not enough. We must somehow discover how things really seem!" - Bertrand Russell - "Névé'novȯhe'étanóme mȧsėhánééstóva, onésetó'ha'éeta netáhoestovevoo'o, onésėhestóxévétáno ...
Aeerdna
London, UK    I'm not a poet. I'm barely a human being.
JRF
JRF
47/F/Canada    "Whatever words we utter should be chosen with care for people will hear them and be influenced by them for good or ill." -Buddha
Venny
CT    25. Indie music. The ocean. Black nail polish. Books. Wild animals. The moon. I belong to the sea. A NY girl who is lost rn. ...
john p green
florida   
serendipity
The Dedpoet
38/M/San Anto, Tejas    Fuk it. Get busy living, or get busy dying. Fucken A right.
Nat
My mind is fuzzy with too many thoughts left unsaid. This is where I'll come to find clarity.
SassyJ
38/F/Australia    Shed no tears, use the words as a burning flame..... A confessional poetess
Kaela Warner
A place far far away   
its gonna make sense
26/Two-Spirit/Philippines    doesn't make any sense/ trying hard to be a poet/ in between- madness and sanity, reality and fantasy. /Twitter, IG & Wattpad : @IGMSOfficial/ Tiktok ...
Jillian Ross
Massachusetts    Lover of poetry and music. Always interested in new and exciting prose!
Amber MacWilson
NZ   
chimaera
PurpleOrchidSpirit
Maybe the wolf is in love with the moon and each night it cries for a love it will never touch.
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