M/nyc    these days breathe through words, molecules of vowels, stem cells of consonants, the fabric, the tissues of life, veins are a dictionary of corpuscles, red …

22/F    Texas for sure, a girl, a woman, a mystery, a buzzard and an eagle

Vancouver    "hold your own hand"

F    I write too many sappy poems. Or maybe I don't write enough.

I'm from Raleigh, North Carolina, but I was born on a distant planet in outer space. I'm finding trace amounts of everything in everything else. …

"Poetry is what happens when nothing else can" - Charles Bukowski

She had his favourite songs and poems in her head—and in her chest, somehow.

Hell    aren't we all dying ?

I write every thought I have down on paper, and that's where these poems come from. I taught myself to play guitar so many of …

Just an old Hippie ...writing to keep my heart young..

23/F   

I write to shake loose the thoughts that stick in my head. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. I try, all the same. I'm not …

Anaheim    Black are the lies. Gold are the tongues of the glorified. - Periphery

a young woman who loves the arts. the arts of drawing, writing, or song. I love em all! And I just wanna be heard. Thanks …

That which is said and cannot be erased. Not easily.

New York City   

Cheshire, England    I simply write to express my ideas and feelings, it's not to show myself off to the world or try to create something from nothing, …

York    retired: Actor, Performance Poet, Theatre Director, Playwright, Lyricist, Teacher of Special Needs, Chef

near Pluto    self-destructiveness and happiness..balance.. ..purity & perverted.. ..blessed and cursed.. ..still fukin happy being sad..