Burn Like a Roman Candle in the Night  |  A Poem

Burn Like a Roman Candle in the Night | A Poem

Like a Roman Candle in the Night | A Poem by L.M. Browning, from Drive Through the Night, Forthcoming April 2022   Shame be damned— own the ruin of yourself wear failure like a vintage      coat—torn, tattered heart—      you are a worn out classic soul of arcane...
Constellation of Wounds | A Poem

Constellation of Wounds | A Poem

by L.M. Browning, an except from Drive Through the Night, a collection forthcoming late 2020.     The patterns of the trauma align across the memories of our mind —inescapable—a black-hole of being.   8,947 miles later, I know now why you refuse the say...
Mustang | A Poem

Mustang | A Poem

by L.M. Browning, except from Drive Through the Night For R.      Ride this life hard       —barebacked, bone-shaken. Wrap your legs tight       —thighs around her rib cage, pounding. Take hold in the rush        —fingers tangled in her mane, entwined.  ...
Drive Through the Night | A Poem

Drive Through the Night | A Poem

by L.M. Browning, an except from Drive Through the Night, a collection forthcoming late 2020.     If we kept moving     —blind in the blur        of mileage mounting— we might outrun the sun and not see the sight awaiting in the bare daylight that we were...
The Technicolor Burning Bush | A Poem

The Technicolor Burning Bush | A Poem

The Technicolor Burning Bush | A Poem by L.M. Browning, from a forthcoming collection entitled, Drive Through the Night   In the misty morning beyond murky mirages I hear the voice of god in the hum of the neon sign at the rest stop where the caravan of displaced...
Lobo | A Poem

Lobo | A Poem

Lobo | A Poem by L.M. Browning, an except from Drive Through the Night, a collection forthcoming late 2020.    Drive through the night lost in the miles the lone wayfarer ever in motion.   Be gentle long night I don’t belong here. Thrown to the wolves I shifted...