Unspoken | A Poem

Unspoken | A Poem

Unspoken | A Poem by L.M. Browning, from a private collection   There are things that will go unsaid and unwritten—that will live in us alone until time shifts the landscape of memory and all that we remember is changed.   Out beyond the murkiness left by...
The Road from Santa Fe to Cimarron | A Poem

The Road from Santa Fe to Cimarron | A Poem

The Road from Santa Fe to Cimarron | A Poem by L.M. Browning, from a working collection   Red dust, sanguine from Sangre bleeding into the snowy roads that lead to the hidden mountain where the lone buffalo...
Benzos, Bardo, and Brokenness | A Poem

Benzos, Bardo, and Brokenness | A Poem

Benzos, Bardo, and Brokenness | A Poem by L.M. Browning, from a working collection   i. There is an 8 min window in the eye of the hurricane —suspended in the bardo of belief and disbelief— while the benzo filters into the bloodstream and the fitful mind with...
The Lost Horizon | A Poem

The Lost Horizon | A Poem

The Lost Horizon | A Poem by L.M. Browning, from a working collection   Souls age in thousand-fold nights, wandering across internal landscapes to desert’s edge. At the corner of a crossroad, a blue tail flicks and slicks as the lizard slides through dust,...
Nerve-Shaken | A Poem

Nerve-Shaken | A Poem

Nerve-Shaken | A Poem by L.M. Browning, featured in The Wayfarer Spring 2019 Issue   What are we to do, we who require silence in a world of deafening din?   The far-lung corners being as far as they are, where shall we carry ourselves?   Loud minds...