By: Adam Levon Brown I was blessed with the divine madness! I have been chosen to spread this holy litany of this chewed on word. The blood which courses through my veins is infused with the strain of the Serpent Biting…
By: Adam Levon Brown (Inspired by the Poetry of Derrick C.Brown) I walked up to a woman drinking sweet tea She resembled Mary Magdalene with a touch of “Bitch, I’ll cut you if you touch me” I asked her If I…
By: Adam Levon Brown Motorboat silence cracks the open wave Mist falls on your parched ears While music enters through your rattling lungs Pomegranate lips squeeze through the open blind-shade Oleander sepulcher splattered on Pink Floyd’s Wall Departure from mainstream reality…
By: Adam Levon Brown Dumbbells of anger assault my unfed stomach while I strive for another repetition in pages of tears. I rip them clear from books of love and paint myself a picture of guilt, hidden safely behind the bed…
By: Adam Levon Brown I wear scarves like sleeves because I could not, would not feel my emotional headlock of grief. My teeth are broken and missing because I refused to acknowledge that I, too, feel pain. My back is damaged…