Kelly A. Brown : Writing

Fallopians

Fallopians

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown


Fallopians ~ I lay at your feet and lick the soles of your shoes Slide my tongue between the crevasses Caked with dirt and fecal matter left behin..
Gray in the Clouds

Gray in the Clouds

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown


The clouds, I thought were whiter As the morning dawn begins to flower When the sunlight is anew Ripe for a new day, for a new dream Dreams ..
An Empty Bottle

An Empty Bottle

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown


An Empty Bottle Pour us the golden Pour us the silver Pour us the scarlet Pour us the frozen I can taste last night's love in my morning m..
The Streets are Quiet

The Streets are Quiet

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown


The Streets are Quiet The streets are quiet; it's three in the AM. I walk out of the warmth, preferring the chilled winds and darkened li..
On Why We Do It

On Why We Do It

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown


On Why We Do It ~ I wish I knew the answer as to why I find myself saying I love you even though I feel anger beyond description Without any..
Black Coffee

Black Coffee

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown


Prose poem.
As it Was

As it Was

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown


As it Was ~ You walked into my doorway claiming love and mint-flavored bad sex We ate avocado sandwiches and drank dark red pinot noir and s..

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