20/M/Washington state    All poets are brothers

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 …

hello

Bangalore, India    finding out, finding peace, finding myself

30/M/Port Charlotte, FL    First and foremost, thank you for reading. I really appreciate it. I'll be brief. I love poetry and I write quite a bit. Feel free …

Pittsburgh   

Just an average guy who lives in the background

Trying to escape Reality    Be happy for there is nothing in the world better to be