Carolyn BrownSmile.The game is always what gets me. I’m too smart for my own good and not good for any one. But I know how to act like it. I put on that smile…Jun 9, 2017Jun 9, 2017
Carolyn BrownHoneyWe had adventures, you and I. That bookstore in the bronx where we screwed against a shelf. That greenroom where you were fawned over and…Jun 9, 2017Jun 9, 2017
Carolyn BrownMidget WrestlingThere’s this shit hole dive outside of Huntsville Alabama that has a sign reading “Midget Wrestling” scrawled in wobbly black spray on the…Jun 9, 2017Jun 9, 2017
Carolyn BrownTrophies.Plaid shirt, a leather jacket, a locket that doesn’t open, a tiny wooden heart. My trophies are shoved in a box under my bed that I see…Jun 9, 2017Jun 9, 2017
Carolyn BrownUntitled sleepI’d rather distract myself with task after task than to sink in to that void where my mind creates stories out of the scrap heap of…Jun 9, 2017Jun 9, 2017