Tags : identity

Machines

Machines

A Poem by EternityWolf101


I wanted to think of zombies, so I did... and it RHYMES!!!!!!
I Am.What Is? To Be.

I Am.What Is? To Be.

A Poem by Arly Parent


I try to live my life well. I claim to be something. I say I am. I must breathe it and live it in everything that I do. I STAND for something.
Path to Self

Path to Self

A Poem by HulyaY


One woman's ongoing account of her journey to understand herself
The Common Waste Land

The Common Waste Land

A Story by Kevin Anthony


He do the police in different voices.
Self

Self

A Poem by tayla timpano


I think this is the best I have ever described myself.
Take off. The mask.

Take off. The mask.

A Poem by Andrea-Ioana Dumitrescu


Take off the shadowsOf our pastAnd let them fallInto the abyssOf timeThe mask you're wearingIs hiding the tearsYour soul is willingTo cryTake off and ..
I see Laura

I see Laura

A Story by thelauraslate


When I was younger I did not know myself, or understand myself. I used to see a stranger in the mirror. This short story is about finally knowing myse..
well...the salmon was good

well...the salmon was good

A Poem by Anna Auel


Weddings: wheeling and dealing with the bride( the bride’s family the bride’s friends thebride’sthegroom’sthebride’s)..
Try to be me

Try to be me

A Poem by Nathalie Blanck


Outrage, tears, laughter, loneliness. Cry, cry out for everyone make them understand, try to make them understand, understand my world too. Why I am l..
crisis

crisis

A Poem by Tinasha LaRayé


observation
"a finger in each direction, saying he went thataway"

"a finger in each direction, saying he went thataw..

A Poem by Anna Auel


shook a few great shakes from the salt shaker over my shoulder in the shadow of linoleum, feel like the shaking Quakers drunk on the spirit of a ho..
An ode to loss

An ode to loss

A Poem by Lina


what started as a confession to someone, turned into an ode to arab youth from its losing language
What The Heck Are You Talking About? Look At Yourself

What The Heck Are You Talking About? Look At Yours..

A Poem by Arly Parent


I see through youI can tell when you're bullshittingI can tell when you're lying through your teethI can tell when you speak about something you know ..