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Lucan
But it's not about me. It's not even about you.
Writing poems is the one thread stringing together my crazy-quilt life: medical lab technician, pharmacy technician, private music instructor, administrative assistant (argh!), graphic design, and …
Ridgefield, wa   
Mary Ann Osgood
I like memories.
Audrey Bean Chmielowski
born in a bog, plastic spork upon my tongue. objects of interest: STRINGS.BOOZE.SPOONS.NEEDLES&PINS. BEADWORK.SUCCULENTS.MERMAIDS. theDESERT.GNOMES.TRAINS.SLEEP.zzz GONE.GOING.HERE.GOING.GONE NOWORDNOBONDROWON (your gypsy is showing)
My eyes opened. There was only blackness, unending and eternal. I found myself lost in this blackness for a long time, so long I cannot …
Pen Lux
So, here. I burn.
Anine
Francis Scudellari
A sometimes solitary poet and writer living, breathing and working in Baltimore, at least for the moment.
lose > hesitate
seethroughme
45/F   
Full-time college student, lover, friend, and logophile. Part-time Bed Bath & Beyond associate and Anglican chorister.

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