Britt Foster : Writing

Manifest.

Manifest.

A Poem by Britt Foster


Let mebecomea poet;I will growmy own wingsand flyon your wind.
amidst the rubble

amidst the rubble

A Poem by Britt Foster


captivated:an abandoned roomwashed in dust,coated in memory,and richwith hollow nostalgia.forgotten lifein the dark,whisperingremnantand nighttimein m..
nostalgia

nostalgia

A Poem by Britt Foster


2011/2012.
spare me the detail

spare me the detail

A Poem by Britt Foster


I've been with all the pretty faces,Made them smile and took them places,Faked the feelings, one night stands,Held them close and held their hands.Day..
felinae.

felinae.

A Poem by Britt Foster


open to the energies, the senses we forgot;socialized and molded to be something that we're not.obsessed with tainted wanting with a drive that runs u..
spirit,

spirit,

A Poem by Britt Foster


it took me 53 seconds to write. i misinterpreted a 60-second contest and thought the time limit to write was 60 seconds, so this is my 53-second story..
the world is not a cold, dead place.

the world is not a cold, dead place.

A Story by Britt Foster


Inspired by the band Explosions in the Sky, by the first snowfall of the year, by a girl I'm quickly falling for, and by the seven deadly sins.
Undefined love.

Undefined love.

A Story by Britt Foster


I wrote this 3 years ago. Its a fanfiction for Albus and Scorpius.
please.

please.

A Poem by Britt Foster


i wrote this at 2:00AM in a moment of depression.