Brianne's Blog

You come out flying floating Singing White doves in song so new And ancient fabric texture colors hanging on ...

"Pusher" I want to eat his words for breakfast And yours for dinner I'm not Earnest I'm hungry for my own blood I...

And Then One Day I Realized That There Is Nothing To Be Disconnected From. I AM THAT already. Bri

I am beautiful to myself.

You devour me like an hour-long orange! Pull out my veins, knock out my teeth, spit the seeds on the floor, and smile. You destroy me...

This fear. How can I LOVE IT? If I am love, is this love? Goddess I'm tired. So tired of fear. If it's ALL, what's beyon...

You put a dragon on my altar, And I, A flower on yours.