I was born and raised in Kansas and was almost the only person who thought the countryside was most beautiful when it rained. There isn't much to my life story, other than my love of writing. I'm one of two Orange Oak Poets left, even though I'm the third member. Orange Oak was "founded" back in 2009 and by no means was a famous or large group. It was composed of me and seven other friends and if you've ever seen The Dead Poets Society, that's basically what we did, along with writing our own poems and acting. Most of the members have either left or killed themselves and even though the group was disbanded last year, I still consider myself an Orange Oak poet.
  • JoinedMarch 17, 2017

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faint reality by tristanprater
faint reality
You can't be seen in the dark.