New York, NY   

the city   

everywhere    i am the fire within.

skedaddling

Writes poetry from the bottom of his old busted heart.

seattle    I believe bright light can escape black holes

Elburn   

30/Non-binary    "do you know w here you go when the s t a t i c c l o s e s in."

Athens, OH    "So now there's nothing left to wish upon Except for passing cars The cacophony of city lights Is drowning out the stars This park bench …

Wellington    writes from dreams and sorrows, predominantly. https://opensoulsurgery.bandcamp.com/album/phonesongs http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZXN6wCEiiVw&list;=PLJVQPU_oFOwuG6HEaoVOQenGicQScx1yw ^me

london    beauty school dropout / manic pixie nightmare part time poet, full time goddess

Genderqueer/Wisconsin    forever kid that can be found monkey-climbin trees, tracking mud through house, inhaling mountains of cookies, and exploring unknown lands. spend most of my days …

Ur left temple    Fill your stomach with cold words and calloused hands don't ask why everything feels so heavy Twitter: YUNGFRUITSNACK

Baltimore    It's just me, JoJo pushing the JoJoBrand.

wide wild wyoming.    earthling, for now. wyomingite to the core. student of life, and what it means. what follows, is a collection of the pretty things i say …

Éire    aka “Ormond” is an Irish Poet, widely published in numerous magazines anthologies and journals. An INFP, he’s also a guitarist, singer and songwriter. All poems …

Lana is an award-winning author and Poet Laureate. She's the winner of the 2018 International Book Award for Poetry for her new collection "To theLeft …

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Chicago    As long as I can make stories out of my heartbreak, and beauty out of sorrow ig: mel0dierose

She said: "You're the most expressive person I've ever met." And I think I can live with that.

particle, speck, fragment, scrap, crumb, grain, morsel, shred, dash, drop, pinch, soupçon, jot, iota, whit, atom, smattering, scintilla, hint, suggestion, tinge, a modicum of good …

GRB090423    Lover of Poetry “Love conquers all," Aphrodite promised. "Look at Helen and Paris. Did they let anything come between them?" "Didn't they start the Trojan …