This is not a test. I am broadcasting to you from the garden. Witch bones are in […] Under Siege by Brian FrancisFebruary 27, 2015 in Poetry tagged Brian Francis by admin
Boy, you can really chat some fuckery Daddy told me early & he didn’t tell […] Origin Song by Brian FrancisFebruary 27, 2015 in Poetry tagged Brian Francis by admin
Aunt Chris asked to be buried with a poem promising reunion. Others grow tired of waiting, take […] Birdchest or a Hunger Grown, A Custom by Brian FrancisFebruary 27, 2015 in Poetry tagged Brian Francis by admin