Truly this is what I am, when I die I'll be dead with a pen in my hand.

21/F/Florida   

22/Non-binary    i think i beckon love and sadness in proportion

30/M/UK    A dyad comprises two jolly lines of ten syllables, each line spaced into five. A logos is playful rhetoric exploring the nature of an abstract …

F/California    All original work is my own, and copyrighted by Medusa, and A. Wild. unless otherwise credited. Medusa painting by S. Christian, my dear friend irl, …

F/Nowhere    I don't know what I´m doing here...

59/M/Las Vegas    Published BEST SELLER Author IMDB "The Loyal Disorder 1" and the "Ardor of a Poet "starting on my eighth novel "The Loyal Disorder 2" , …

F/to euphoria    void of existential anguish

25/F/india   

Hello, Im Ben and this is my vault of random thoughts and things

The stars    20 something year old, in love with the moon and the universe. xoxo Sandoval Find me on #Instagram @poetrysandoval

20/F/Somewhere at Sea   

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 …

31/M/🍁✓Lure Pot ✓🍁    MY BooKs [amazon.com/author/lurepot] and I develop websites, design and format Amazon Kindle books

16/Genderqueer/Somewhere on Earth    Most of my emotions, thoughts and realizations about the world can be found here

Dark Creek Kentucky    I am often a dark writer . I find no desire to explain my words. I prefer them simply to be read . Take from …

45/F/United States of Abandon    I AM a writer. As I live, as I think and feel, I must write. My words are me; who I was, who I am, …

38/M/San Anto, Tejas    Fuk it. Get busy living, or get busy dying. Fucken A right.

Dubai    Many thoughts.

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. …

30/M/Texas    Once popular poet. Left behind when things changed.

30/F/PNW    Consumed by all the darkness I've suppressed, I call them my little ghosts.

How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on, when in your heart you begin to understand there …