Brittany : Writing

IV.

IV.

A Chapter by Brittany


Jesus is holding his arms open for everyone. He now resides on a billboard entering Priest Pass on I-90 East. The billboard used to be part of the..
V.

V.

A Chapter by Brittany


(I should buy a paisley shirt. So I can blend into the walls. I would rather be heard, not seen.) She was loosing her white blood-cells. ..
VI.

VI.

A Chapter by Brittany


Something was terribly wrong. The blinds fragment ed the struggling light, as it s tretched through the s l i t s to decorate the dying c..
VII.

VII.

A Chapter by Brittany


I wonder if the hummidity in the Coin-Op has anything to do with the tanning rooms. Past the dryers are two doors, seperated by a long 'folding t..
VIII.

VIII.

A Chapter by Brittany


She was smoking a Pall Mall Blue. In her winter-coat, a crooked scarf covering her freshly shaven head. Her hand trembled as it made its' way to her..
IX.

IX.

A Chapter by Brittany


i am unaffected. which is alright because, i am not effective.
X. (narrow film)

X. (narrow film)

A Chapter by Brittany


He tells me "...barely any meat on them bones". Cackling. I pull the film forward then back, singe it with the heating rod. Tuck in the corners. Fe..
XI.

XI.

A Chapter by Brittany


a dog is barking down the street it sounds like a shihtzu (arf) i glow and make an ember on the dying end of my american cigarette (ar..
XI. (passer domesticus)

XI. (passer domesticus)

A Chapter by Brittany


Giant Springs. The clouds were so low that day. Their shadows painted the hillsand thebeetle-kill trees. 'Calico' I kept thinking to myself. I..
#173 (Last Chapter)

#173 (Last Chapter)

A Chapter by Brittany


(I've held many dreams growing up. I've rolled them around in my hands, made them maleable in my thoughts. My white-knuckle grip imprinting the..