Shelly Braen : Writing

I : In A Can

I : In A Can

A Poem by Shelly Braen


I sit on the edge of cat's iris, writing invisible words and wrestling in the throws with makeshift lovers. I don't feel as I should. Children frolic ..
Solaris

Solaris

A Poem by Shelly Braen


I tried to bring the drop of sunlight to the moon’s precipice Then the vial went dark I thought my specimen were tarnished, pray, merely dor..
Sixty Seconds in My Mind

Sixty Seconds in My Mind

A Poem by Shelly Braen


The technical point of this one was to write down as many random thoughts or phrases as I could within sixty seconds, then take a five minute period t..
Anxiety

Anxiety

A Story by Shelly Braen


Tales of an insomniac.
To Hate

To Hate

A Poem by Shelly Braen


Has ever such an unearthly anger been felt before? A disgust so deep that it takes the light, elegance, and colour out of every possible entity. Rage ..
Neige

Neige

A Story by Shelly Braen


The beginning
The Child

The Child

A Story by Shelly Braen


Thunderstorms and a cigarette remind me of the child. Her lullaby of wind chimes and sweet giggles growing into a sorrowful symphony that, unbeknown..
Lost

Lost

A Poem by Shelly Braen


Find me screaming in dark; it all falls on deaf ears. The echoes carry through the halls of this dark manor. I wear a dress of satin despair, sequin..
The King of Clocks

The King of Clocks

A Poem by Shelly Braen


His spirit flows the golden light, A heart in a steel cage, Forged with sorrows and pain, The cold brilliance of the passed, The gears shift i..
Sanctuary

Sanctuary

A Poem by Shelly Braen


The candles dance on my alabaster, For once, I am golden, I quietly step amongst stone angels, They are in tears, And bow their heads in my wake..