Brianna McGowanToo Many ThoughtsI sew red thread into my skin Bleeding an embellished pattern Twirling thorny stems with soft fingers Oh rose, I’m getting olderFeb 24, 2020Feb 24, 2020
Brianna McGowanWe’re Ready for HealingCreating a new language and culture for healing that focuses on community building.Jul 30, 2019Jul 30, 2019
Brianna McGowanQuintessential Listening: Poetry with Brianna R. McGowanBear witness to the social, cultural, racial, political, health, global, gender, economic and environmental issues that affect everyone.Jun 13, 2019Jun 13, 2019
Brianna McGowanSisters Forever“Sisters”, we said to each other, “now and forever.”Apr 22, 2019Apr 22, 2019
Brianna McGowanHer Name was LolaIt sounded like she was singing the blues every time she spoke.Apr 22, 2019Apr 22, 2019
Brianna McGowanShe Realizes She is a HumanThe intersection of being a human and being a woman.Apr 22, 2019Apr 22, 2019
Brianna McGowanWho Do I Want to Be?It’s been a while since I’ve asked myself this question.Apr 3, 2019Apr 3, 2019
Brianna McGowanWoman on the CornerI want to be the color in the overcast — so I wore red.Apr 3, 2019Apr 3, 2019
Brianna McGowanAbused and Homeless“I know what I want, and that is justice, because poverty is immoral and a stain on our nation.” — Stacey AbramsMar 28, 2019Mar 28, 2019