But if I Had the Stars of the Darkest Night
But if I Had the Stars of the Darkest Night But if I had the stars of the darkest night And the diamonds from the deepest ocean I’d forsake them all for y...
Author: Brad Severance
During the day, I develop websites using the latest technologies. At night, I write fiction. I bake gingerbread cookies, too.
He Can Think Her There Beside Him
He Can Think Her There Beside Him There’s a man who’s climbed a mountain And he’s calling out her name And he hopes her heart can hear three t...
100 Day Project Three – Day 29
DAY 29 (July 10th, 2018) BETWEEN TWO DARK SEAS between two dark seas— the same dark sea— soul waters flood a sinuous straight— We cannot drown...
100 Day Project Three – Day 28
DAY 28 (July 9th, 2018) TROUBLED LIVES Troubled lives garishly painted crudely hewn idols of disfigured dreams now shards in the wake of a simian traipse. Discl...
100 Day Project Three – Day 27
DAY 27 (July 8th, 2018) ALL IN CASEMENT WINDOW all in a casement window— a boy behind bars crookedly drawn by rivulets of rain dreams dewy dreams, and, in...
100 Day Project Three – Day 26
DAY 26 (July 7th, 2018) SECRET GARDEN We dallied in the secret garden– our legs variously crossed and uncomposed. We played like arcadian children, unharr...
100 Day Project Three – Day 25
DAY 25 (July 6th, 2018) LITTLE DEATH What is this? This little death? This loss of heart and stolen breath. This waterfall dry of feeling— This echo of mo...
100 Day Project Three – Day 24
DAY 24 (July 5th, 2018) WHEN WE QUIT THE SHIVERY NEST When we quit the shivery nest where once we huddled under dark and our souls again are born hanging ...
100 Day Project Three – Day 23
DAY 23 (July 4th, 2018) MEMORIES That torrent of memories yielded no more answers. It once overflowed the riverbanks, but now the bed is bone-dry. Disclaimer: I...
100 Day Project Three – Day 22
DAY 22 (July 3rd, 2018) BIRDSONG the boy was born a birdsong— the first note his God had strung on that distant, dew-wet morn. He stumbled like a child, b...