Stories by Brennen Bariso
i’m saying your name in the dark, you’re calling me by your name in the light, i'm whispering my name into the phone, you whisper your name back
"I've already found a home that actually wants to be my home."
"Imagine if we gave the sun a name, what would you call her?"
If I type these words specifically for you and you happen to see them does that mean it's fate?
This piece by Brennen Bariso is inspired by the shade cosmic latte.
"your love like a license plate like letters and numbers i've memorized..."