Brenden PettingillDIET AND INTENTIONSWhen I first got sick over six years ago I remember the Doctor telling me that diet had nothing to with my Ulcerative Colitis (UC). Even at…Apr 10, 2018Apr 10, 2018
Brenden PettingillLOVE GAZINGThere was a muttering of three distinct sounds. It came from breathe and moved mountains. Expanded galaxies and realigned solar systems…Apr 3, 2018Apr 3, 2018
Brenden PettingillDHAMMA MANDADried creek beds Longing for their tears Something amongst the fallen leaves of dust covered hopes and floorsMar 13, 2018Mar 13, 2018
Brenden PettingillA TASTE OF DEPRESSIONIt tastes like a cold soup prepared in love but left to sit and cool alone on empty counter topsMar 9, 2018Mar 9, 2018
Brenden PettingillThis Is A Perfect WorldThis is a perfect world A world that although not perfectly round, although it seemingly wobbles like a top in its uneasiness and…Feb 15, 2018Feb 15, 2018
Brenden PettingillLIGHT HOUSEEvasive splashes rise and fall Leaving but a trace of mist To reflect The taste of awe For gaping jaws to admitFeb 12, 2018Feb 12, 2018
Brenden PettingillBREATHEShe was there when I used to cry and think I was all alone. She was still there when I stopped crying and struggled to tell her what I ate…Feb 7, 2018Feb 7, 2018
Brenden PettingillA TASTE OF DEPRESSIONIt tastes like a cold soup prepared in love but left to sit and cool alone on empty counter topsJan 23, 2018Jan 23, 2018
Brenden PettingillLIMITLESS LOVEI’m writing to you this now, because it has come to my attention that this is a serious issue.Jan 16, 2018Jan 16, 2018