Loner~

Edgar A. Poe
A is for Allan.
I am a poet.
Lived for 40 years.
Married my dearest cousin Virginia Clemm, too bad she's dead.
I'm alone.

Hit me up- from the dead. :)


I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.

We are gonna party like it’s 1840. 

We are gonna party like it’s 1840. 

Hey girls, I’m single, get at me! 

Hey girls, I’m single, get at me! 


Anonymous:

Was there ever a moment in your life when you knew drinking could ruin you or did you just not care?

Ruin? PFFT! Look where I am today, in a grave. But at the same time, everyone across the world is loving my works of art. I guess drinking helped me in life.


Anonymous:

Oh Edgar Allen, I shouldn't of let you go.. I must confess, that my loneliness is killing me now..
But doesn't Poe believe?
That I would be here?
His black Raven a sign?


Hit me Edgar, one more time.

Oh Anonymous! 

This is why I’m a loner,

All I loved, I loved ALONE.


Anonymous:

To Poe with love,
Living in 2010 what genre of music do you listen to? What bands or singers do you listen to? Is it different from the year you were born? Do you relate music to any of your poetry or stories? What would be the best advice you would offer to recent, modern writers as the father of detective stories? Why do you write such depressing stuff?

All my love,
Anon.

Well, I don’t really know if I’d ever listen to music in this decade. Maybe because I’m dead. Back when my heart was still beating, I’d always listen to the glass liquor bottles crash to the concrete. That was music to my ears. :) 

All my love,

POE. 

My heart would feel to be a crime unless it trembled with the strings.
Yours truly <3