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Lunch Sack Poetry
Single dad making the best of it by creating original poetry and illustration on lunch sacks for family and friends. Sometimes silly. Sometimes romantic.
POETRY since 1912
Founded in Chicago by Harriet Monroe in 1912, POETRY is the oldest monthly devoted to verse in the English-speaking world.
petits mots, petites morts
she is less like a love story and more like a creation myth (a collection of words that might mean something).
If my words can make or at least help you feel, then I have succeeded. I love to share the highs, the lows, the beauty and the darkness.
Ft Lauderdale, FL
The Girl Who Cries Wolf
Lang Leav is a poet and internationally exhibiting artist. Awarded a coveted Churchill Fellowship, her work expresses the intricacies of love and loss.
Writings for Winter
A blog of writings, mostly poetry and prose. Sad stuff, but hopefully it'll pluck at your heartstrings like a guitar!
Swallow the Light
I wish to be full of light, love, and overwhelming tenderness.
Poetry and prose from an inherently sleepy fictionist. Usually found chasing a thunderstorm.
Howitzer Literary Society
The Open Culture Poetry Kick of King Stimie: Man of the Vibe/Poet of the Cool
I'm Ben Austin and a poetry blog with ebooks and print editions
Your average, boring, underachiever who tells lies on the Internet. Occasionally in rhyme.
under your skin
The Paris Review
For "the good writers and good poets, the non-drumbeaters and non-axe grinders." We are a quarterly literary magazine that was founded in 1953.
New York, NY
Namasté. I'm Tyler Knott Gregson. I am a photographer. Poet. Artist. Exploitable Genius. Thought Translator. Boy With Faraway Eyes. Buddhist.
The Lovely Arc
I write poems. These are the books I've written so far: The Man Suit, Scary No Scary, Fjords vol 1. I run a small press called Octopus Books.
The Academy of American Poets is for people who love poetry.
New York, NY
Uut (n.): an infectious strain of contemporary American surrealism.
Appeared in "Prison Noir" [2014, ed. Joyce Carol Oates] and other publications. I make daily six word poems / stories on my page.
Ink Stained Heart
I want to be the ax for the frozen sea within you.
The Journal of Bison Jack ®
These are the mumblings and humblings of Jason Armstrong Beck. © 41Winks/Bernadette 2008-2015
molly rose quinn
poetry, events at Housing Works Bookstore Cafe, feminism, donuts.
Kenny Powers meets the Glass family.
Typewritten poetry, prose, & memoir. Desire, empathy, doubt, pillow-talk.
James Andrew Crosby
I write for her. As we look better when written down on paper.
I'm a poet & critic, author of Alien vs. Predator (Penguin, 2012)
For A Better Propaganda
Cathartic currents, free verse poetry, original music, bleeding heart tumblrism
bright lights, loud noises
An American writer.
Taking Stock...The Things That Matter Most
My words are for you all, and I hope you find something in them that moves you, or makes you smile. Dive in!
Author of American Barricade. Editor of PEN Poetry Series. Host of Hatchet Job Reading Series. Postcard collector.
Sex and drugs and literature.
Pieces of a puzzle as the puzzle is built. Poems, fragments, readings, love, beauty, wonder.
Jen's tombstone would probably read: "She lived, she died, she wrote. Not necessarily in that order."
Lilys of the Field
We live inside shattered dreams, and this is what I try to do with a few of my broken pieces.
Sioux Falls, South Dakota
Clementine von Radics
Writer, publisher, and founder of Where Are You Press. New poems are posted every Sunday.
Portland, Oregon, USA
i take words out of my head and put them online sometimes.
Tommy Pico // heyteebs
poet, reservation indian, brooklyn hipster, shape shifter
Looked Like Laughing
Looked Like Laughing is a collective of writers with an eye for the astonishing. The simple beauties found in the daily grotesque.
These United States
syntax and semantics
i write things and sometimes people like to read them
Back Roads Haiku
I'm surrounded by back roads. They are mostly unpaved, lined with old family cemeteries, stone walls, streams and ponds. It's where I live.
Poetry about movement, about laughter, about sunlight and storms, about growing and being okay.
The Target Bird
"What the hell, son? I’m through trying to understand the way your mind works" - my mom on my poems. Come read what the hype's about!
The Realness, The Foundation
Paolo Javier here, current Poet Laureate of Queens, author of three books, & editor/publisher of 2nd Ave Poetry.
Western Queens, NYC
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