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Kurt Carman
Glendale, Az    Kurt Carman is a New York Country Boy that grew up in Kinderhook NY on the foothills of the Catskill Mountains where American fly-fishing was …
Jo
Jo
Carrollton, GA    Maybe this is right. Maybe this wrong. Whatever this is, just know I'll always be here by your side. I'll ignore you. I'll fight with …
Crimsyy
17/F/In my mind    18|Introvert|Poet
Greenie
living to learn, learning to live
Ishshita Chanda
Guwahati    To write is to love ,to feel , to express oneself & to escape the loneliness....
naeuta
"a single rose can be my garden... a single friend, my world."
winter sakuras
20/F/somewhere only we know    "The measure of intelligence is the ability to change." --Einstein
Noida    The most intellectual thought may become.. " oh crap what have I done" "Is it worth it?" May become " I have only this" Everything …
Breeze-Mist
19/F/North America    Always curious.
PaperclipPoems
Nor Cal / Arizona    I write my life down in poetry : IG @sonder.rpoetry Dalisay (Available on Amazon)
KathleenAMaloney
Prayer   
Sea
Sea
United States    The stormy Sea rages on.
Bill O'Bier
Richmond, Virginia    I write mainly because it's something I enjoy. I've always had a vivid imagination. My head is filled with ideas, and they spill onto paper. …
Nina O'Donovan
Limerick    words tend to be inadequate
Stephan
Camp Johnson Crossing NW    “Violins are for sissies” she said “I play violin” I answered “I like sissies” she replied
Austin Bauer
Bay City, MI    Follower of Jesus. Married to Brittny. Poet. Songwriter. Twitter: @FreeHaikus & @Abauer1994
Polar
Emily K Fisk
Buffalo; Syracuse; Boston    my body was stronger before my tongue tasted your name Copyright © 2018 Emily Fisk. All rights reserved.
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PLEASE RESPECT THAT ALL MY WORK IS COPYRIGHTED. If you want to use any of it, please ask my permission. Thanks.
Egeria Litha
24/Two-Spirit/Scarlet Town    I write about my life experience
latenightss
she had a window to the world, daisies beneath her lungs and waves within her skull.
E C Vadnais
Rhode Island, USA    ...and that a few beautiful things moved me is my only saving grace. Strike that, I am forgettable.
26/F    "Half of what I say is meaningless, but I say it to reach you."
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