Brittany Bostic : Writing

Death.

Death.

A Poem by Brittany Bostic


A rather honest depiction about what happens to our rooms and things when death occurs.
Home

Home

A Poem by Brittany Bostic


I want my cold front steps,covered in a thick layer of white, fluffy snow.I want to get the wrong coffee flavor from the women who doesn't speak engli..
I am Military

I am Military

A Poem by Brittany Bostic


His voice is sure and strong to most, But I know there’s something different. He puts aside his pride to..
We are Home

We are Home

A Story by Brittany Bostic


Two soldiers in love and a price to pay for their Great Country. Enjoy this short story!
Warrior

Warrior

A Poem by Brittany Bostic


We do not tire.We do not falter.We do not fail.When we are thrown to the ground,spitting blood from our mouthswith harsh broken ribs and loud clamberi..
Writing

Writing

A Poem by Brittany Bostic


A writer writes because she is a writer.She writes for her pain,her search for value,her temptation to lust.A writer writes because without words, the..
Anger and Morality

Anger and Morality

A Poem by Brittany Bostic


From In Love with a Mental Case
Leave with Me

Leave with Me

A Poem by Brittany Bostic


Leave with MeLet me run away with youAway into the oceanand dance upon the sand toome, under yourlove potion.Take me under the sununder the stars and ..
A New Feeling

A New Feeling

A Poem by Brittany Bostic


I never thought it would feel like thisthere is an unmistakable kind of terrorthat comes with the giving away of a childSome say that is a terrible wa..
Like Falling

Like Falling

A Poem by Brittany Bostic


Love is like falling.Maybe I've told youoncebefore.But Ican't seem to keep you from stalling,throwing rocks at my door.People think the trick is to ca..

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