17/M/Bacoor,Cavite   

27/F/Texas    Life, with its rules, its obligations, and its freedoms, is like a sonnet: You're given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself. …

25/M    *I leave a part of me in my work, with the hope that one day somebody will understand me*

19/M/your heart    Aspiring writer, I would love any critique on any of my poems!

18/F/India    The deep crests and troughs of my heart led me to the electric signals down the brain where I found nothing unusual except your revelations …

20/F/Somewhere at Sea   

24/M/South Africa    Writer | This is ancestral, past-life reading; this is meditation & prayer; this is future telling. always becoming. The undying soul in a decaying case. …

29/F/Alaska    "Those who do not understand true pain will never understand true peace"