Brendan FayIt Could Be WorseIt’s, like, surprisingly warm in here, isn’t it? Like, can’t you feel it in your face? I’m buzzin, bruh. Like, a few seconds ago I felt…Aug 16Aug 16
Brendan FayThe Violent Knife of FantasyTonight, a thought somewhere between memory and fantasy. Like a hot iron skewer it laces between the muscles of my abdomen, slipping past…Aug 9Aug 9
Brendan FayEvocation of a NightmareI had dreamt of it the night before. Perhaps it was a shadow on the barn outside, some infernal owl sitting silently in the gentle tides of…Aug 8Aug 8
Brendan FayWhen I close my eyesWhen I close my eyes, I see visions of the future. No formation, no outlines, just bursts of faded color as if layering possibilities on…Feb 6Feb 6
Brendan FayWindowOut the window pane the droplets of the year’s first rain scratch the cold glass. The streetlight turns on to cut through the haze that is…Jun 21, 20221Jun 21, 20221
Brendan FayGod’s VacationNever in so long have I lost the urge to create. Alone in my tower of vapor rain I watch each creation in perpetual motion, each moving…Jun 19, 2022Jun 19, 2022