brittany schmidt

Joined May 2021

17 stories

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starry-eyed human with romance tangled in her hair; probably off napping somewhere.

@bullllschmidt / [email protected]

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Runner-Up in After the Parade Challenge

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late july
i have no interest in daylight; i'll get my rest early morning to late afternoon. because i'm at ease under the buzzing neon lights
By brittany schmidt 3 years ago in Poets
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i've spent years bruising my knees- begging, praying, crying, "please?" but, communion never brought me redemption; and confession never brought me grace.
By brittany schmidt 3 years ago in Poets
9:29am | 9:29pm
i'm a delegate paraded through two lives; one in spry consciousness, one in deep oblivion. alive, alive, alive so very, undeniably alive
By brittany schmidt 3 years ago in Poets
charmaine + claude
clandestine charades coerced charmaine’s cinematic cellophane; chauffeured champagne caressed claude’s chipped coupe.
By brittany schmidt 3 years ago in Poets
forbidden romance
I stalk you on Google Earth, you live in a house in Perth. I hid in the attic, You called it traumatic… Wait, now I’m giving birth.
By brittany schmidt 3 years ago in Poets
modified nursery rhyme
i am so tired of the ever-coveted male; (the humans made of a snip, a snail, a puppy-dog tail.) so, i bake them cakes and add a potion
By brittany schmidt 3 years ago in Poets
an enemy | a friend
silent, ruthless thief, slow, sacred healer; but still.. the clock ticks forward.
By brittany schmidt 3 years ago in Poets
good morning
i inhale sharply; 4:44 once again. existential dread.
By brittany schmidt 3 years ago in Poets
a week in july
tuesday. i’m fine. i sit at work, clinging to my desk. i’m fine. i remember your voice on the phone. i spiral. i cry alone over the lunch hour./have you been crying?/my boss is annoyed that i can’t control my anxiety like she can./an invisible fiend i can’t get off my back/i leave work.
By brittany schmidt 3 years ago in Poets
hello, my name is: too much
things that men have convinced me of (not in chronological order, though it begins at birth): i'm too sweet too pure and good
By brittany schmidt 4 years ago in Poets
polysyllabicity. Runner-Up in After the Parade Challenge.
i'm confident. a social butterfly. my cloud-like silhouette slinks delicately through a sea of lavish patrons pasted together to welcome the new year.
By brittany schmidt 4 years ago in Poets
JUDGEMENT
in the core of my body there sits an unwelcomed, but expected, guest: impending doom. the morning air is still, but salty and dense;
By brittany schmidt 5 years ago in Poets

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late july

untitled

9:29am | 9:29pm

charmaine + claude

forbidden romance

modified nursery rhyme

an enemy | a friend

good morning

a week in july

hello, my name is: too much

polysyllabicity. Runner-Up in After the Parade Challenge.

JUDGEMENT

Achievements (1)