Scenes

their wics flickeredlike cautious starsand her moving mind,the heaviest hole- B. Brown(image courtesy of Pinterest)

Dance With Me

I skip to the rustle of emerald leaves, dandelions riverfronts in the bustleing breeze kicking to the sun and it's holy choir singing to my skin and humming within the safety of serrated mountains keeping tempo above the earths momento a trail of tears and hopes worn in by my foregoers can't you hear it?... Continue Reading →

Estranged

how comfortable I wasgiving everything I thought I wasbefore I knew what or who I wasconformingperforming how a hidden witness doeshow solicitouswith barely a soul to offerif it'd give me a chancea placea body to harbor- B. Brown(image courtesy of Pinterest)

Untimely Wisdom

like a flower who bloomed too soon, I witnessed the harshes of winters, alonepelted with acidic rain no chance to glisten with dew,only frost, fragrance diffusedI welt before decaying leaves,  my flush foreign amongst fraying faculties,couldn't fathom following throughas a phantom into the spring- B. Brown

Where is the Balance?

when I have to convince myself that maybe you too could have a penny for me a coppery cent to fund my stimulation organization that you'll help me grow keep my vines thriving bearing fruit from our labor oh, I can just taste it now a candied poison berry flavor but I have to hope... Continue Reading →

Premeditated

two bullet wounds one puddle of gleaming rose petals too many tracks not enough prints her lipstick a good bye letter tacked to his collar -B. Brown

Journal: Tight Rope

I've been walking a tight rope lately,my arms stretched as far as they'd gointo the winds,challenging my balance...I don't know what keeps this line suspended,tight enough to hold my weight,slack enough to keep me wavering...I do my best not to look down,I've fallen before,rather not have it happen again,but it's tempting...I keep inching, hoping for... Continue Reading →

Trust Issues

what happens when it's all you got leftkeeping you afloat,giving you hopea line to other hearts,a line to be used against you,as a tournicatestrapped across your vital partshow can you bleed?how do you breathe?- B. Brown(stitch art by Andrea Farina)

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