The Tragedy of Wanderlust
(Put your shoes on. Where are you going, and why are you going there? There is will when it comes to the coming and going. A voluntary compulsion. Perhaps this autotomy is mandatory, for if we do not choose our...
Sacred Carnality: Her
(A sunset will never look as good in a photograph as it does in real life. And yet, a sunset will never stop being photographed by people — until it stops setting. That’s how I go about writing her.) September, 2015 When...
Love Letter to Bow Trail Assessment Centre
“When there’s nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire.” — Stars, “Your Ex-Lover is Dead” “This is the last place I’d want to get a needle stuck in my arm.” My little brother Byron grinned at me, getting...
Four Seasons
i. GREEN SPRING The spring is humble in the prairies — she does not boast, nor does she shine. Instead offering a gentle, cold wind. Air for the metallic, uneasy blossoms to grow within. Every so often from the garden ground will sprout — the...
About Me
Hi, I'm Brennan Kenneth Brown. This site is an archive of my writing spanning the years 2015 to 2024. I wrote on a wide range of topics, such as self-development, community, and my experiences with programming. For my current writing, visit brennan.day.
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