Expedition

This journey is unlike anything I could've imagined ( good thing this whole thing isn't my daydream). Because I didn't think I had it in me, this thing that everyone else saw in me. This thing that earned me the honor of teaching twenty-two blossoming minds. I was only substituting for about a month and... Continue Reading →

It’s Here… (Nanowrimo)

It's upon me, the month it's all stitched tightly together. In a month, it'll have eyes   to peek through drawn curtains a hand to reach from the dark alleys of their imagination,   a sultry, whispering voice that's neither charming or alarming but enticing,   commanding, urging them to climb, run and jump, dash... Continue Reading →

Rifled

he scrolled through his contacts, debating on who'd hear the ringing shots, who'd get burned by a stray shell and who'd toss his gun not who'd get cut down mid-run trying to save him from himself: the ride or die who pawned her life for his love - B. Brown (art courtesy of Pinterest)

Today is the day…

I start my Poetry Fundamentals class. I've reviewed my readings (which is a crap ton of poems by poets with funny names) and my assignments: analyzing object and list poems and discussing them with my fellow classmates. And I have two poems due by Sunday for my portfolio. I'm excited. I'm nervous. But I'm hell... Continue Reading →

I’ve Returned

and where've I been? easing from under the shade of my apple tree whose roots have broken concrete, whose fruits have fallen too soon from the faintest winds, where have I been? cowering amongst rotten cores and tics disguised as seeds hailing Mary every time I thought I heard my mirror speak... but my reflection... Continue Reading →

Scenes

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

1000 Followers!!! 😁❤️🌹

I cant believe I made it to 1k followers! This is truly a blessing for me and I want to thank you guys for your love, support and feedback. You've helped me grow and maintain the confidence to keep growing. Thank you thank you thank yous! Update: I finished my Story and Concept class with... 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

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