America    In the beginning was the Word...

Between Midnight and 3am    Sea salt and tentacle love letters scatter into my aromatic wind like snowfall in the Arctic. Prevalent. Soft, sweet layers of flowery smoke linger in …

40/Gresham    I am that I am not.

in my head    Borderline depressed

23/F   

Nepal    Writer from heart. Poet by chance.

for the shaking in my voice was only slyly feigned chagrin // singer, lyricist, musician, dancer, writer. art is the weapon.

France    Just trying to find the reasons of life...

Greece    tumblr,smoking,drinking.That is all...

M/Bozeman, MT    Hi, I'm Kyle. Hello Poetry is where people like us go when we realize we're not talented enough for fanfiction.net! I write ornery bummer stuff, …