KBB : Writing

The Harvest

The Harvest

A Poem by KBB


I have never seen a hunger like the one That has pushed every last man, woman and child To take fruit from the giver, like a tree in full harves..
Slow Burn

Slow Burn

A Poem by KBB


The slow burn of a constrictor weaving its body around my stomach wakes me. I almost forget why I am nervous Before I remember. The conv..


Compartment 114
Compartment 114
The Shadow On My Shoulder
There is an angel who sits upon my shoulder who goes by the name of Death...