The American Nomad

I hear the train whistle blowing,
Steel wheels sing clickety-clack…


You are my vampent desert,
My scorched, dry earth,
Your love as shifting as the sands,
The pervasive grit that scratches with your words,
Creeps into every opening of my soul.

JaZzArt en València

Faith saved us from the savages that we were, losing faith makes us savages again

Suicide Squeeze

Often Misunderstood

A Struggling Author

My Journey with You

The Poetorium at Starlite

An Open Mic & Poetry Show

Sabrina Escorcio

Poetry and Prose


Cherish every moment


I speak my heart out.

Harley Reborn

♠️Rip It Up & Start Again♥️


Connecting philosophy to the world around us

PoeticBelle by Srishti Mundhra

Dichotomy | Contrast | Life