20/F/Somewhere at Sea   

28/Northampton, MA    I am that house/ the white one rubbed grey/ paint peeled away/ sighing at the crossroads

22/Androgynous/Mexico    At night just when I look up at the moon.. I wonder if he's looking at it too.. and I don't know what to do..

26/M   

31/F/In my imagination    I smile so people don't loose hope

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. …