Brownie Haze
Bio
I have a "Lolita" tattoo on my arm. My coffee is black. My lips are red. My cigarettes are strong. My writing is my art.
Instagram: mademoiselle.brownie
Stories (8/0)
Fairytale
You’re the Gertrude Stein to my Picasso, I’m the Camille to your Rodin. How does it end? Will our art become an emblem of an endless love or will our beautiful work become forgotten? In a couple of years, will someone discover what we have created and suddenly make our love known all over the world? Isn’t it reckless to fall into something like this so deep? Isn’t it childish to be crazy about each other? It is my dear, it is.
By Brownie Haze6 years ago in Poets
Small Talks
Why not talk about sex while drinking coffee? Let’s tell each other things we always wanted to say. Let’s get lost in the universe full of dreams that never came true and promises that has never been kept. Let’s tell each other sweet little lies in which we can get lost. I could tell you how I feel when you gently touch inner side of my thigh and swipe your finger around my navel. The Velvet Underground plays Sunday Morning for the third time but we’re still drowning in the lakes of our black coffees.
By Brownie Haze6 years ago in Poets
