When I walk along the beach I stare at a perpetually blue sky that does not cry, it only blinds with reflective glory upon the granules beneath my feet.
I dig my toes into the sand in angered desperation and shed tears for the blue above me and the brown below me.
It is a life of contrast with bodies caught in its cruel center hopelessly yearning to blend.
I gouge out a hole in the flesh of the sea that the tide has left behind and hope for lightning.
I dream of an ethereal death for the crystals that silently fill my lungs and consume my soul.
I want to create a glass landscape as frail and muted as the heart that's housed within me.

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Comment by Joe Gensle on August 2, 2010 at 6:34pm
Your portrayal of humanity, caught in the middle as a too-short bridge, is captivating . The last 2 sentences leave me wondering, yet, still seeing vulnerabilty wrapped in silent sadness. This is the stuff of bookmarks-- returning to read again and again, into its depth, hoping to bring something anew from the bucket of the [ink]well.
Comment by Brittany on August 1, 2010 at 10:17pm
Thanks Jenny ... and yes we were stuck in Dubai after hoping to get home to the states. It was frustration and a bit of reminiscing about one of my favorite movies Sweet Home Alabama.
Comment by Jenny on July 31, 2010 at 1:55am
Catching up on posts here . I am assuming (perhaps wrongly) that this was written in Dubai, a reflection of that crazy in-between space of expat and national, in a Middle East rife with conflict and the possibility of resolution.
Comment by Anita Saran on July 29, 2010 at 2:15am
Lovely. I especially like - and hope for lightning.
Comment by Angela on July 27, 2010 at 6:04pm
Your 6 was filled with beautiful phrases that describe frustration and longing in a remarkable way. This is a fine characteristic in your best work, and I see you coming into your own with every new post.
Comment by Sissy Anderson on July 27, 2010 at 5:20pm
"I want to create a glass landscape as frail and muted as the heart that's housed within me", beautiful.
Comment by Jenni Marie on July 27, 2010 at 4:42pm
I love the passion with the senses of touch and sight.
Comment by Brittany on July 27, 2010 at 3:11pm
Thank you very much :)
Comment by Bill Floyd on July 27, 2010 at 10:59am
Powerful imagery and a home run of a last line. I've noticed your work does a good job of setting up and then delivering. Easy to appreciate, difficult to pull off--congrats.
Comment by Cath Barton on July 27, 2010 at 8:46am
I like the glass landscape Brittany.

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