Pacific Northwest, USA   

Just an idiot who writes bad words and denies the 'edit' button.

54/M/Ireland   

F/Laughlin, Nevada    Wrote my first lines at age 10. Never stopped. I write because I can't not write. Every word is ©, protected by barbed wire, quicksand …

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. …

where East meets West    Feeling Playing Recycling myself Writing as a way of being together

54/M/The Exclusion Zone    Married to Mrs. Timetable. Surreal picture by Justin Peters. New book "Exiled to Dusk" available here: https://poetizer.com/book/ba36575e-df93-482e-9279-e97ae0b7bc13

M/Chile, San Antonio    " IN THE DANGER GROWS, WHICH ALSO SAVE US..." Tragediographer and Submythological Demiurge - Screenwriter, Novelist, Essayist, Tragic Poet, Narrator-Storyteller Translator and Researcher. www.joseluiscarreniotroncoso.wordpress.com

40/M/NC    Hello, hello. I mostly write about hepo, though I've added a few of mine below too. I like direct messages, and aim to respond to …

M/Nigeria    A Naturopathic Physician,Poet, Researcher,Lecturer,Human rights activist,Crisis Councillor, Humanitarian, Author of A Guide to Health(Natural Medicine), Whisperings from within:Poems by Emeka Mokeme,Personal Glimpses,and a Poetry Therapist.

My new book, "BitterSweet," has hit #1 New Release on Amazon's Best Sellers List, I hope you can grab a copy! Sample stories in the …

England    Follow me on Twitter - @Craig__Harrison

24/F/chicago.    hold this peach.

I'm Claire. Over 123k views and counting. "Please do not hurt me, love, I think I've had enough pain to last the rest of my …

M/PH    Hands are stained with poetry. / Romanticist

The temple bell stops -- but the sound keeps coming out of the flowers. - Bashō (translated by Robert Bly) Writer John Mahoney lives in …

Shady Pines NC    I am a published writer and fulltime editor and publisher I run Whiskey City Press. I am the author of six books I am also …

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 …

I write because I am overwhelmed by beauty in the world. I write because I am jealous and want all the beauty to myself. I …

"Trees are poems that earth writes upon the sky, We fell them down and turn them into paper, That we may record our emptiness"