I live in a run down land.. with plenty of hungry potholes and abandoned buildings to store your unwanted thoughts.

Here    navigating through life via flannel shirts and spaghetti-o's

23/F    Love begets love

My words may not always be eloquent, but they are true. Writing to purge my soul rather than to please another is cathartic. Enjoy my …

Words are not the first reaction

Living Inside of My Head    Be water, my friend.

Raleigh, NC    Copyright© 2014 Colin Anhut All rights reserved.

Why make the meaning obvious?

Forest    Ink runs through my veins

Bellingham, Washington    Feel free to leave pointers, opinions, or any thoughts\connections. Someone once told me poetry couldn't really be enjoyed until shared. So here it is.

A place called Nostalgia    Never resist any urge. . . Any urge resisted. . . Is a pleasure unsought for. .. & we all love pleasure itself & to …

New york    I am passionate about 'spoken word' poetry. I am not merely good at writings but it's how I can figure things out, so if you …

Montreal    A land mine on the sidewalk

Roy Y    You tell me

22/M/....    A home for all my adventures,experiences and memories

No one will ever love you as much as an artist can , even on your worst days they will find poetry in the knots …

butterflies in my brain

Connecticut    Imagination; where stories are born and bred.

London, UK    I love that moment of connection and the lump in your throat when you find a really special poem. And I've read many, many special …