G.S Hasckle

Joined December 2025

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hello i am g.s hasckle i am a new orleans street poet, i travel around with a backpack and my typewriter writing poems on demand for anyone who hears my siren song

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closed eyes
closed eyes wont be seen open wounds wont be healed open mouths with hungry eyes clenched jaws with stars in the skies a hook set in the lips
By G.S Hasckle23 days ago in Poets
chasing memories
chasing memories as monikers saturated in doorways & stoops chasing highs with late nite insomniacs huddled around burning barrels
By G.S Hasckle23 days ago in Poets
faces unseen
displacement I've seen faces unseen ashes floating in the river from places I've been hellbent & pretend spines down our backs
By G.S Hasckle23 days ago in Poets
a place I have never seen before
comes to me in my dreams vines to hair coins to eyes glittering gold in the gutter where dreams continue to shine even in our waking life
By G.S Hasckle23 days ago in Poets
sorrows
I relinquish my sorrow from my heart through my lips & into this river blanketed grief no longer holds me down it will forever be apart of me
By G.S Hasckle23 days ago in Poets

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chasing memories

faces unseen

a place I have never seen before

sorrows

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