Brett Pritchard : Writing

Humility in futility.

Humility in futility.

A Poem by Brett Pritchard


Obsessing over the past, blind to the future. Why is it some live their lives in a misinformed stupor?
And it began with a sneeze....

And it began with a sneeze....

A Story by Brett Pritchard


The mucus has stuck, the microbes have bread. Now here comes the sneezer to bite off your head....
Trust

Trust

A Poem by Brett Pritchard


Fool me once shame on me. Fool me twice shame on you. Fool me again and I start to see. Those days are over, you're done fooling me.
No Signal

No Signal

A Poem by Brett Pritchard


The eyes are open, the mouth moves, but something is wrong....
Disguise

Disguise

A Poem by Brett Pritchard


Suffer enough, and you'll teach yourself that the lonely way is the best way. This piece describes that tentative feeling of allowing a kind soul bey..
Fact

Fact

A Poem by Brett Pritchard


A tribute to the best and wisest man I've ever known.
Trapped

Trapped

A Poem by Brett Pritchard


Another raving from my days of depression. A dark place I'm no longer in, but I can never truly forget.
Broken Streets

Broken Streets

A Poem by Brett Pritchard


A dark piece that I came up with once during a dark time in my life a few years ago. I was seriously down when I wrote this.
November Looms....

November Looms....

A Story by Brett Pritchard


November looms. And in late Oct 2011, somewhere in Wolverhampton. A confused and addled twenty something inflicts his crazy if amusing views onto a n..
The Edge Of The World

The Edge Of The World

A Story by Brett Pritchard


I was at the time I wrote this piece at a particular location. A location we've all visited and shall again. But never at the same time, and rarel..