I was found in the deepest, darkest corner of the earth despite it not having any giving me hope to live to love to see the light pass this dark, lonely, cold place And then I saw the light it was blue When I’m with you it's brighter, like the sky in the mornings showing …


flowers learn to grow to wither © 2017, Quiyet Brul


Your eyes are not fucking waterfalls © 2016, Quiyet Brul


the blue in your eyes is an ocean i want to drown myself in ©2018, Quiyet Brul


a leaf on the branch a simple bulb blooming bigger each day turning a different hue drying yellowing billowing the inevitable ©2018, Quiyet Brul


I light up for others’ naive entertainment–– a firework that screams to the moon, dancing, erratically glinting while my last sparks fall back to earth © 2016, Quiyet Brul

sidewalk flowers: untold stories from people like us

  Sidewalk Flowers is a community project I want to start.  The idea is that if enough people participate, we could promote creative writing within the homeless community as a means of helping them.  We could provide workshops for them to attend to and assist them with their writing, and as some sort of compensation, …