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witchy woman
28/F/here, there & everywhere    it's just words after all
Mitch Prax
32/M/Australia    Mitch. 32. Sydney Australia. https://www.instagram.com/mitchprax http://timeanddisregard.tumblr.com/
Butch Decatoria
47/M/Las Vegas, Nevada, USA    "The thing about love is that we come alive in bodies not our own" - Colum McCann (Let The Great World Spin). The beautiful contradictions …
Sean Critchfield
Writes poetry from the bottom of his old busted heart.
Irate Watcher
30/F/Denver    Maw, I wanna make pictures with words.
Mitch Nihilist
Toronto, Canada    https://www.etsy.com/ca/shop/MJBPoetry?ref=hdr_shop_menu
wandabitch
Promethea    i feel therefore i write. “ Something happened to him which perhaps never happens to a man until he is out of his own world: …
Manuel Hutchinson
22/M/Pompano beach FL    I pray to be consistent, poems written in parables, hope God is listening. 🙏🏾 Recently got back into poetry, blessed with a deep love, this …
Callum Hutchings
22/M/Nottingham, United Kingdo    © All work here is the original property of Siththa
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england    magical, mystical, majestical
F/Canada   
Keith W Fletcher
68/M/Oklahoma    A poet of sorts...an Artist of surreal design! tilt the photo and watch it change! Maybe!
Clark Davis Hitchens
M    "Ars longa/Vita brevis". Art is long, life is short.
megan catcher
Paul Anthony Hutchinson
Grimsby and Toronto   
Steven Hutchison
Kansas City    I write. Sometimes I like it, and sometimes I don't. It's always what I meant.
Caitlyn Fletcher
28/F   
Brendan Watch
Michigan    I've found three things in life: people, books and love.
softcomponent
30/M/Powell River, BC    glass of balsamic vinegar
david mitchell
24    an idiodidact.
Amanda Fletcher
California    Poetry is a language in it's self. The rules are vague, but the understanding is universal. Perceive my words at your will, for they speak …
pitch black god8
body suspended between the-dark ochre earth tones of night, teal pealing notes of warning of an impending morning, signs aborning, me rising with urgency of …

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