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James Jarrett
I am a compulsive writer who will write about anything on any scrap of paper I can find
Tabitha
Artist, in literature and visual arts. Expression is imagination that drives the world.
Guss
M/Dallas    Amongst the hobos and the stars. Living in the land of cars. I write my words when I've been drinking, spent my night out at …
Francisco Ortiz
Long Beach, California    I write sometimes
Frankie Morrison
Earth    I do what I do, ... The best that I can, ... If I stumble, ... Regroup, re-think ... And try it again. I do …
Mizca
Somewhere in elsewhere    Illness: Anxiety
Lizzy
Chicago    "Music doesn't lie. If there is something to be changed in this world, then it can only happen through music." -Jimi Hendrix
Bob Horton
"Second robber to the right of Christ Cut in half - infanticide The world will rejoice today As the crows feast on the rotting poet …
AME
AME
Space    Howdy, it's been a while ~ ft. Little rambles and incomplete thoughts Mindfully mindlessly wandering
Joe Adomavicia
Connecticut    My name is Joseph Adomavicia, I am a licensed CNC Toolmaker full time, I also attend college part time at Naugatuck Valley Community College in …
Selena Brianna
Living a life of unexpected smiles and weird laughs. I don't know where life will take me, but I hope I don't fall off the …
Shari Forman
New York   
Georgia    I write to escape reality and go into a beautiful place expressing myself. All my poems are things happening in my life. I hope you …
Connecticut    Imagination; where stories are born and bred.
Katerina
Arizona    I'm a weird girl who loves writing and music. I came from Chandler, Arizona and lived in Florence and Coolidge, Arizona. I have two poetry …
elizabeth brotzman
Born from a secret and too much vodka. Defeated a few dragons. Met a wizard. Became a queen. Still waiting for the next big thing.
Maria Cordero
28/Cisgender Female    Posting my poems will vary. I usually write drunk after stumbling home from a night out.
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maybella snow
where i don't want to be    is happiness a thought or feeling? or does it fall like snow and eventually cover everything?
Anna
Lucky you, you get to read my diary.
Nat Lipstadt
120/M/nyc    is this a poem, a cri de coeur, a confession - or a poetpourri of history of a journey tween naissance and
Miranda
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