Poetry saved my life, I had sunken to the bottom of a sea bed, Weighed down by my strife. All the other fish swam past me. Some didn't notice, Some didn't care, To carry out a good deed. But poetry did. And it pulled me up. Back then, I used to hate water, But poetry taught me how to swim. It taught me how to use my f...
one awkward teen gal, one mexican painter with a unibrow, and one boy who likes to take pictures of chalk. strangeness ensues.
My first personally official project Meet Me, a person who expresses emotions through writing. In this edition, I write about what each emotion feels like to me, but with a twist: you don't know what emotion I'm describing until the end. Why? Because I want you, the reader, to try and pinpoint what I'm feeling in your...
A collection of haikus showing the beauty and the tragedy of the world with three lines. Updated regularly!
