1/2 of Saccharum with S y l v i A \ud83c\udf1e K a l i n A. Poet.

The liminal, the underworld—grief, trauma, and shame met with fierce self-love. Facing unbypassed darkness, unyoking ancestral patterns, seeking coherence, authenticity, and sacred joy.

‘man of aran’ is alan girling who writes poetry and whatnot paired with visual creations of all sorts, including his own photography

I love writing and wordplay. I especially love reading and libraries librarians books bookstores readers writers pens pencils ink paper notebooks napkins screens keys messages and art. I write without AI. https://buymeacoffee.com/moonpoet

Wife. Mother. Poet. Inspired by life's delicate spirals. The light in me, sees the light in you.

Questioning inherited stories. Interrupting survival patterns. Essays, teachings, and poetry for people reclaiming safety, healing, and freedom beyond chronic pain, trauma, and addiction.

artist, researcher, mover, facilitator - dwelling on the intersections of creative expression, the body, perception, and being human.

A literary exploration of desire as generative force—neither absence to cure nor state to transcend. Love notes to the hunger that never resolves, only transforms.

My poetry reads like the teenage me shoulder tapping at the laundry mat, hoping to get a bottle at the liquor store. -PD Hurt

Chinese martial arts background. Former long term meditator. Creative sort. Interest in personal alchemy whether from west or east.

Writer - poetry, drama, fiction - editor, professional narrator.

Visual Artist • Sensory Art • Alternate Sensory-Friendly Experiences • Technology, Poetry, Web3 • Founder @SULCIWORLD • she/her

I write poetry about childhood wounds, generational trauma, grief, longing, inner battles, feminism, healing,the ghosts we carry and the melancholy of the human experience with the odd whimsy bit thrown in. \ud83e\udef6

A long time lover of taking care of others, now I write to take care of me! The smell and feel of a book is one of my favorite things.

Tacoman. New Orleanian. Londoner. Sometimes a poet. Sometimes a writer.

1/2 of SACCHARUM w/ JOZEF CAIN. Words resurrected from memories lost...& found. We alchemically blend sonic portals mixing voice + music & build community. \ud83c\udf1e

I have a type of dementia (with aphasia). I photograph daily, and this acts as my diary. I love nature particularly plants & landscapes. Music & creating abstract digital art are important to me. Challenging the brain with poetry, a new adventure

Pistol Whipped on an Ocean Liner Ship. Poetry, Fiction, Essays

fragmentary. deliberate. affectionate.

pretty public confessional // very good & normal girl [paris] head of editorial for OBTUSE ARCHIVE, columnist for VIPER MEDIA MAGAZINE

Music, poetry, sketches, digital art, amateur photography, occasional essays and sound art projects.

We are echoes of time. I happen to like writing about that.

Dawdling procrastinator who loiters idly, lingering on the relaxing diversions of a life half lived. When not half asleep, I write, make music and art.

Poet. Experimental writer obsessed with everything buried beneath us. Poetic psychological horror. Hunger. Eroticism. Ritual. The body. Dream recordings. Abstract photography. Five languages — because one was enough to lie to me.

Mostly here to hang out and make friends. Married. Retired tough-guy. 2E. Highly curious. Either walking, reading, or creating all types of art; published in two fields. Might write you (something). Oh, and I've left you a message: +1 772 758 0478

Napalmjax Protocol activated. I write doors not explanations. Welcome to DOORWAYS I.D.N.O.D.- Ignorance Does Not Open Doors

Kameron Primm aims to be a credit to the written word and to honor those who fostered his affinity for it with his participation in the Substack community.

I am singular, mad like a thousand-eyed heart.

Playing the blues and writing something like poetry through the apocalypse. Poetry, music, art, whatever.

Passionately sharing surreal poetry, haikus, fantasy worlds, language blends and the sensual art of creative synesthesia. Author of the Tapestry of Selves Trilogy, about the witcheries of shared souls, great love and natural magic.

I write from within, to make sense of a dissociative life, through a mismatch of poetry and stories. If you do read, and especially if you do resonate, I am grateful that you took the time to hear me. \ud83e\udd8b

Scion of metaphysical poets nurtured by radioactive mycelia in an abandoned uranium mine. I am a creature of imagination, who also writes on “medium”. I am not on facebook or instagram. I am over 60, married for life, and write under a pseudonym. \ud83c\udf1e

Genuinely here to connect. autistic, poet, exploring kinship, especially with other-than-human beings. Biofield therapy practitioner, supporting a return to balance and comfort through engaging with the energy body.