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ABOUT MY POEM My poems remain explorations of the subconscious erotic They are lunar anamorphic streams of consciousness from the deep chaotic subterranean glitz of …
15/M/Cincinnati, Ohio
fueled by plants and dead teenage angst
23/F/Wilmington, NC
A man is talking on the telephone behind a glass partition; you cannot hear him, but you see his incomprehensible dumb show: you wonder why …
19/F/everywhere i shouldn't be
i’m still moving on & moving along because life doesn’t stop when she pushes you down into the mud// follow me on instagram — zoie_baby
not an efficient communicator so i decided to be a poet instead
Portland, ME
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
22/M/fort myers, florida
sometimes i act like i know
Tennessee
my parents reared me like an animal, but didnt realize i was a cannibal. so i ate them, and thats why im a gentleman.
Bx, NY
i have this irrational fear of having my thoughts lost so i write things here in hopes someone will hear or remember or even think …
philippines
“we're fascinated by the words- but where we meet is in the silence behind them.” ram dass twitter: @_juliusalcancia
canada
different strokes for different folks insta: paeslerpoetry
30/M/coming home.
to live in love and die.
uk
how strange it is to be anything at all http://bethever.blogspot.co.uk/
26/F
"Half of what I say is meaningless, but I say it to reach you."