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riversdale    @naude_karin

If I could explain how much I hate myself Maybe they would understand

Malaysia    :)

early morning air.

from dust to dust

“This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought …

"if a writer falls in love with you, you can never die" -unknown

I'm probably not good at this.

Kathmandu    Royale, with chivalry engraved in every cell of the body.

San Antonio Texas    My poetry is like the wind, it changes directions constantly. I have learned so very much over the past several years which has broadened my …

hello, my name is amber. http://kittenscoffeeandhighheels.tumblr.com/

All poems original Copyright of Elizabeth Squires.

At sea.

Here    navigating through life via flannel shirts and spaghetti-o's

Maine US    Writing is my passion, words are my life.

F/UK    // queer poet // hack poet //

united states    A proud African American male simply called an American. Who interested in church and the vision of God? And admire the illustrations, of Neal Adams …

A man is talking on the telephone behind a glass partition; you cannot hear him, but you see his incomprehensible dumb show: you wonder why …