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
Brendan FayHurricane LouiseTwo storms crackle on either side of the horizon. They are colliding, or at least pose ready to fight each other sometime within the hour…Aug 12, 2020Aug 12, 2020
Brendan FayGhostsA dark room lets out a steady hum. There is something alive in the black blank space of possibility. There are ghosts here. But these…Aug 9, 2020Aug 9, 2020