where is my mind? ☮

My name is Artur Valentin Rivunov. I come from Drezna, Russia, a small city south of Moscow. I dream when I am awake, and I …

everywhere    i wont say i'm a writer.

California    I may be over Forty But my Bosom Swings And Skips To a Funky beat With a tip-toe Skip, Hop & dance That only I …

28/F/NYC    I like chemical highs and the smell of stale cigarette smoke. Everything else is complicated.

Hey were just a simple group dumbasses we like poetry long walks on the beach and poking dead things with a stick. Rock n Roll …

United States    "This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say. I don't plan it. When I'm outside the saying of it, I get very quiet …

Everywhere    Sand in the toes. Eyes in the sky. Creator of highvibe.life

38/M/Milkyway    Just another daydreaming simpleton. I like it best here, because none of you know me, but could end up knowing me, better than those that …

Hey Im a comedian and shitty writer not the one in the pic just didnt feel like breaking the camera okay enough said.

I like to play with words. They can be quite entertaining.

28/Agender/New Brunswick, Canada    Most of my poetry these days comes from top of my head when I post to Instagram, but every once in a while, I need …

Michigan    Truth be told In written words you’ll find the truth Of all I feel and what I think A freedom to be who I am …

Words must grow irrevocably tired after long time passing..

Miami    Aspiring writer/photographer based out of Miami. My Photography: http://www.anchorsanvils.com

F/I'M ILLUSIVELY"HERE"    Thousands of words; never enough to say or express. Stuck inside me, mute; yet expressionistic... Shy; yet bold; exotic & ordinary , mesmerizing, a beautiful …

South of Manila    I would like to tag myself as an advocate of Art - in any form as long as it has value and deeper meanings. A …

Ohio, USA    Mom, Nature Lover, Explorer of Life.

I write Zen poetry that is not like Zen poetry. www.kongsaeng.blogspot.com www.kongsaengchriseverson.blogspot.com

53/F/Rochester NY    I have walked in the darkness of I can’t feel because I choose not to. Fell face down and bumped my head on every feeling …

nowhere special    I'm not home.... leave a message