Comments Posted By Emily Brien
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This is a turning point–I can see that now. Though my body remains sweat-stuck to a stiff chair and my hands hang limply at my sides, this is a turning point. You could see it if you looked real intently into my eyes under a good light: something behind these muted blues is working itself into life again.
» Posted By Emily Brien On 03.25.2016 @ 9:47 am
A lowercase “boom” is like a joke that nobody understood.
» Posted By Emily Brien On 03.16.2016 @ 10:31 am
“You have to get clean, Sonny. Take this sponge and lye and stand under the spout, there… That’s it. Scrub real good, now, Sonny. I don’t wanna see a single smudge on you when you’re done.” Seated on the overturned bucket just outside the stall, Mother’s gaze wandered blankly to the ancient rafters that groaned under the weight of the dilapidated barn roof, and she sighed. “You have to get clean.”
» Posted By Emily Brien On 03.13.2016 @ 8:29 am
“Do you beLIEVE in life after love?” came the belted lyric, screeching into my room through the clock radio speakers. Time to wake up and see if, maybe today, I can find my answer.
» Posted By Emily Brien On 03.10.2016 @ 6:10 am
She’d done this to me
Left me no note
Just left me bereaved
If that’s she all she wrote–
» Posted By Emily Brien On 03.06.2016 @ 7:16 pm
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Crazy, that acrobat swing
How she rat-a-tat ‘cross that
Death trap, heart attack,
Ready, set, fling–
Fly! lady acrobat
Waiting in the wings.
» Posted By Emily Brien On 03.04.2016 @ 7:37 am