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The Rage and The Light

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown

It has gone to s**t, has it not? When the sun rising is just too much Light. Can't bear the light. It's killing me ever so softly and when the s*..

Wallow

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown

Wallow ~ There are little everyday moments in a glass (or 2) of SoCo and peanut butter sandwichs that make the whole long day worth it. I realize..

Quietly

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown

Made cloudy wine out of bread yeast packaged grape juice concentrate I let it slowly ferment into drugs that I sip to cure my wounds. Tastes awfu..

American Dream

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown

Wine drunk in the afternoon, it's chilly outside and there's frost on my windowshield. I'm alone, still sitting quietly atop the American dream, ..

Black Coffee

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown

I am black coffee Stolen with darkness, blessed with pain You feel me, don't you? Itching down your throat Like cheap liquor and solid ..

New

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown

Where are all the tambourine mans? Where is the passion, the calm before the storm the raging waters pattering toward ecstasy with fiery eyes..

Bar Scene

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown

In the Celtic Cottage, a bar for old Irish men, but now it's college night. St. Patrick's day. Looking around me, I see smiles and laughter and..

Violet in the Weeds

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown

Violet in the Weeds ~ These visions I made somehow aren’t poisonous. They seem so, anyhow. The streets are lined with shadows that l..

Snail

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown

I honestly do not know if I wrote this or not...I think I did. I found it saved on my computer from last year. I googled it and searched it on hear an..

Night Lights

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown

Night Lights Lights always feel much brighter Whenever the night's alive In the after hours, we drink martini flowers When the music plays In..