brandon beacon hill : Writing

When the Dogs Come Out, They Bark

When the Dogs Come Out, They Bark

A Poem by brandon beacon hill


I load the empty bottles of beer in a bag. 20 or so buys you a few previously brewed ro..
Relish (Put People On)

Relish (Put People On)

A Poem by brandon beacon hill


Exciting to interview people from around the world. Straight answers while joking turn dead summer serious Cold War faces ..
Soldiers aren’t Soldiers, they’re Stand-In’s for Statues

Soldiers aren’t Soldiers, they’re Stand-In’s..

A Poem by brandon beacon hill


color, digital, documentation, mature, military, park, photograph, photographs, poem, travel, velcro
We all have One, yet Some of Us Need Reminders or Replacements

We all have One, yet Some of Us Need Reminders or ..

A Poem by brandon beacon hill


My heart isa big partof my anatomy,of who I am aswell as who you are.A hollow muscular organchambered in vertebratespumping blood to all veinsand arte..
This Just In, (Four Days Ago) Live from the BBH Newsroom in Prenzlauberg, Berlin

This Just In, (Four Days Ago) Live from the BBH Ne..

A Poem by brandon beacon hill


Solar storm to slam into earth! Watch: may not believe what she is wearing: massive love c..
A Titan of Concrete Significance

A Titan of Concrete Significance

A Poem by brandon beacon hill


Copy transform combine poems of beauty drinking a thousand bottles of red wine hurts Mr. Spinal in the head nobody ..
Coffee Hero

Coffee Hero

A Poem by brandon beacon hill


Walking softly on a misty gray daythrough Oderberger Strasse, an empty post war reconstructed street stuck in the middle of a social nightmare full of..
Down North (after thoughts of Jack with a rucksack)

Down North (after thoughts of Jack with a rucksack..

A Poem by brandon beacon hill


The roses emission omits a beautiful aromatic rhythm performing courses of set circular motions filling bins to the lid. ..
Four Line Titles become Another Man’s Poem

Four Line Titles become Another Man’s Poem

A Poem by brandon beacon hill


It’s a beautiful day and I am inside writing. I wish I had a printer. I would just print everythin..
Discreet Future

Discreet Future

A Poem by brandon beacon hill


Be open to finding love. Open up and let the world in. Spread it wide let it fit insid..

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