I have a driver's license.
Caring glances, warm heart, Snow falls outside in silence, While being with you.
By Glenn Brown10 days ago in Poets
Inside my jacket, Hat on, neck wrapped in my scarf, Fortified from cold.
Each breath suspended, Like frost on the morning’s grass, Until the noon’s sun.
Ice cream on a cone, any flavor We eat quickly, greedily while it’s cold Feeling its integrity and texture with our tongues
By Glenn Brown11 months ago in Poets
“There was only one rule: don’t open the door.” Vera tugged her floral skirt slightly then rested her hands on her hips and glared at Louis.
By Glenn Brownabout a year ago in Horror
The furious sky Scours the lands beneath it Screams with wind and rain
By Glenn Brownabout a year ago in Poets
“How many miles over the last fifty years of winters do you think I’ve shoveled, Emily?” JD watched as flakes fell. “You asking me just to count the snow or everything else that has come out of your mouth?”
By Glenn Brown2 years ago in Fiction
Last call and another forty dollars to work toward a dreamless night with an unbecoming and beleaguered but welcome sleep.
By Glenn Brown3 years ago in Fiction
A growing sinkhole, pulling in trees, road, a home. Sorrow, blue, consumes.
By Glenn Brown3 years ago in Poets
Dusk’s indigo blue, caressing the empty plain, like your heart, a chill.
Like meadow flowers, gulls speckle azure waters, on tropical seas.
Topaz sky, so vast, The clarity arrests me. I’m lost in your eyes.
