Seattle
It is all true
Yellow Brick Road
A grenade wrapped in love letters.
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 …
Colorado
"To see the world in a grain of sand, and to see heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hands, …
moonlight as an astronaut
Utah
Much unhappiness has come into the world because of bewilderment and things left unsaid. - FD
New York
Connecticut
Imagination; where stories are born and bred.
down the rabbit hole
i live through literature. breathing through poetry and feeding through prose. i am a warrior with the pen as my sword and the paper as …
Austin
I'm not a writer by any means. ~desiderata~
20/Jupiter
somewhere between philosophy, profanity, and love
She said: "You're the most expressive person I've ever met." And I think I can live with that.
M/nyc
is this a poem, a cri de coeur, a confession - or a poetpourri of history of a journey tween naissance and
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 …
flaming arrow
“The only man who never makes mistakes is the man who never does anything.” ― Roosevelt / If you could time-travel to a moment in …
Fort Lauderdale
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