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Sabrina Escorcio

Poetry and Prose

Writer In Retrospect

"When I am writing, I am trying to find out who I am..." --Maya Angelou

Whenwordsarebound

I'm eerie and curious, I dare say peculiar. I'm secret, mysterious, one might say delirious

Vignettes and Views

Photography, writing and creativity to inspire the spirit by Lynn Marie

Mind of a shorty

“ as a writer you try to listen to what others aren’t saying ... and write about the silence.” N.R. Hart

Yomikomi

Read In

SCL.

Welcome to my head

Short Prose

short prose, fiction, poetry

Writing with a Purp(r)ose

Poetry from the soul

A MESS OF GORGEOUS CHAOS

life is to live, laugh, love and cry

Poetry For Healing

Words from the Heart

Robbie Yates

Children's Author and Writer of Ridiculous Poetry

Pen Without a Name

Just ink drops on roses for now...

Fighting the dying light

I'll write as long as my lines live

It Seemed Important at the Time...

But hey, while we're at it...

Fiction in My Head

Dreaming in Music and Writing by Mel Gutiér

The Unicorn's Random Dreams

To help healing a broken heart

Quixotic Mama

some may think I'm just a fool tilting at windmills, but maybe I'm not

lou rasmus

DEAD RED FISH - debut novel on Amazon

SheQuotes

Where-words-and-emotions-meet

This is stef

explore life as it should be explored

Poe Eternal

Words are the only thing left holding me together.

Rhyme Smith

where poetry meets my thoughts....

EllahHallets

AgentOfWords

Lunarian Thoughts

Musings from the Dark of the Moon

Pink Starburst Anxiety

"Never let anyone treat you like a yellow starburst. You are a Pink Starburst.”

N.R Poems

Poems, prose and life

Wildflower Poetry.

Bloom wildflower, bloom.

The Introvert's Voyage

COSMIC SOLITUDE

EmotionalNotions

Whimsical, Philosophical Poems & Inspiration

The Wood Nymph Journal

pure storytelling magic

A Face In The Crowd

All about emotions and words. :)

Raw Earth Ink

Mixing the spit of my soul with the dirt on my hands, flooding muddy words grow.

ALMOST CANDID

What I feel, frankly.

Afterwards

Somewhere Beyond

3am Monologues

Talking to myself, mostly.

Whimsical Thread

Stories & Poetry

Decode. Derive. Decide.

Dipped in ink, the quill moves, the quill manipulates, the quill writes the puppet's script, the puppet's profile, the puppet's emotion yet the strings entangle for it is I who moves the piece. Checkmate.

INTJargon

A place where I brain dump conundrums, complexities, and contradictions.

Eye Of The Storm

Seeing the storm from my eyes.