E.M. Brown

Joined February 2021

4 stories

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My name is Emily, I’m a writer and artist from the beautiful West Coast of Canada 🇨🇦

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The Misfortune of Larks
“It’s cold for October,” Weston said, wiping the frost from his beard. His breath hovered bitterly in the pale light of his lantern. The island hadn’t seen snow in a long time, but he felt it looming in the air as the night set in. The boy following closely behind remained wordless, his gaze lost upon the expanse of headstones that sprawled out before them.
By E.M. Brown5 years ago in Futurism
There were blue birds in the sky that day.
There were blue birds in the sky that day, ceaseless in their serenade; we watched the ships in English Bay, the years were younger on your face.
By E.M. Brown5 years ago in Poets
Kingdoms of Stone
I slept not soundly that night but in thin sheets of rain, beside ethereal blue gates so surreal in their sway; beyond them, I saw things that might
By E.M. Brown5 years ago in Poets
Mr. Tweedie’s Suitcase
The death call came in just past midnight on the day that changed Remi Holt’s life forever. Without opening his eyes, he reached for his cell phone and answered it in a voice that suggested to the nurse on the other end that he hadn’t been asleep for very long. “This is Remi with Holt’s Funeral Home,” he mustered.
By E.M. Brown5 years ago in Futurism