At large...    Existing, in a world of pain...

BCD, PH-YYZ, CA    "I write from my soul. This is the reason that critics don't hurt me, because it is me. If it was not me, if I …

Held by my own gravity.

32/F/WA    Just another face in the crowd, trying to survive this life like the rest of you.

India    A paranoid lover, with an overwhelming desire for the things unknown - Nevertheless, refusing to promise any coherence echoing from the unplumbed territories of my …

24/F/USA    a stream of consciousness

"The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this: A human creature born abnormally, inhumanly sensitive. To him, a touch is a …

F/wonderland    Happy girl, sad poems.

/spī/ The "IT" girl. A hotcha girl from the Palisades. A sleeper. A hugger-mugger. A past master. Agamogenetic. Full of hole-and-corner intrigue. Enjoys cloak and …

Life to me is a never ending change! "Whose walking down the streets of the city, everyone knows it's Wendy!" http://bit.ly/1niuuqP —-██—— Put this on …

New York, New York    I'm an average girl as all just trying to define myself as a unique personal with the illusion of society and its what nots, but …

29/F/Ohio    You were created to be victorious.

inside my head...    "There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed." Ernest Hemingway

Forest    Ink runs through my veins

22/F/Paradise On Earth    when you find love I guess it's really beautiful or at least that what I read in magazines and I don't know as much as …

My friend wanted me to join, so hello!

Springdale Ar    Depression. Hurt. Emotional. Happy. Anger. Love. Reality. Life. Alone. Sadness. Understanding. Righteous. Misguided. Philosophical. Need. Want. Serenity. Tranquility. Darkness. Light. These are the words in …

27/Genderqueer/USA    Mother and work in progress

A friend suggested that I share my work here, so here I am. I write mostly sensory-inspired things, but occasionally, I will expand into other …

F/Alberta, Canada    Moments often pass me by. Mostly I'm in the clouds or in outer space I'd like to come back down to earth. Poetry might help …

Cassiopeia    I want to travel the world and write until I'm dead in the grave. Promise me you'll always wander: