A smoke, a book, a cup of coffee.
These are the little things that get us through this sometimes weary world and all the rainy days.”
Death is the Seed From Which My Magic Grows
Digging Up The Underground
a resource for moving poetry
Exploring the early graveyards of Albany, N.Y. and the establishment of the Church Grounds at the Albany Rural Cemetery
We the People Shall Rise
Eastern, Western or South American; you'll find it here
POET WRITER AUTHOR
Natalie. Writer. Photographer. Etc.
A Collection of Skeletal Writings
Los Angeles Underground Art & Writing
the beauty of others
Shortness of Breadth
Ranting poetry, sweary poetry, boozy poetry
poetry, micro fiction & art