Soyala Amaya

Mmm...hmmm...not your best, but...with a few word changes, could be cured of the numbness. I think thats what happened, you were so angry at your mother that your words were ...

Ok, this poem...this is for Alicia Wolfe...one of my best friends...who committed suicide. She died on 11-11-04, a thursday, but she had been brain dead for exactly one week...this poem...writing ...

*blink blink blink* Is it my turn to now gape in awe and bow at your feet? this was...is...wow. It deserves a word all its own, but I'm in a ...

I know I've commented on this the first time I saw it, but I have to again...*shudder* I want a guitar player now...just...want...purr....goo...melt...I love the way your words flow, the ...

All right, all right, for my first critique...you shall be my victim! Actually, I like it, which is odd. I usually start off with I ejoyed this but this could ...

All right, for the first poem I am posting up here, it shall be my best. I have written some awesome poetry, but none shall surpass this...if it does, then ...

Hello, I am here. Why? Because my old writing site was over run by immature newbs who completely murdered it and left me in a crying mass of skinned muscle ...