I spend my time writing, I use inspiration derived from all aspects of the Earth and Universe, my thoughts are strung carelessy and connected indirectly. Words are birds and sometimes I can't catch them. This is my mind, strung out on doubt and pinned up for all to see- be careful with it.
My Poetry
Alex, 20, queer, poet, street art, canadian.
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