Brett Hernan : Writing

Famous Last Words No. 125

Famous Last Words No. 125

A Poem by Brett Hernan


Where is...That other sock..?
This House is Condemned

This House is Condemned

A Poem by Brett Hernan


THIS HOUSE IS CONDEMNEDsign, Long since,by small kids, on a Saturday afternoon dare.Stolen,then Fought overOak tree, in front yard,invitingheavy-laden..
Graffiti Remover

Graffiti Remover

A Poem by Brett Hernan


Presume.Be violent.Spy.
Never Forget

Never Forget

A Poem by Brett Hernan


Remember.Never Forget.Memory.
Charades

Charades

A Poem by Brett Hernan


first syllableglass tooth roof diamond juiceorangejuice concentratetruce made to regroup forced to reroute rewiring, exactly, A century agoTo returnIt..
Internet Detective

Internet Detective

A Poem by Brett Hernan


According, to the business card he’d just handed me, his personal details, began with... ‘John Trance-Electric,Holographic,..
A Night in Intensive Care

A Night in Intensive Care

A Poem by Brett Hernan


His night in intensive carewas followed by three,unexpected,*eight hour chunksAt least, it was a private,single roomInsomniac again,he asked the ever-..
Insane Writers

Insane Writers

A Poem by Brett Hernan


People Remain Fascinatedby The Works of Insane Writers.For;Each Mind WondersOf it's OwnSanityWishing To Explore Contrastand Compare
In the Slum

In the Slum

A Poem by Brett Hernan


The only cash Some people use around here Is stolenAnd what, Do they Do with it?Buy FoodThe SupermarketChangeContains Rare Examples of Miss Struck coi..