Dré Pontbriand

Joined May 2021

0 stories

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Writer. Alchemist. Freedom Enthusiast.⁂

Stories (9/0)

Shades of Blue
Bruised skies, sweet waves in those summer eyes, his winter lips when they found him.
By Dré Pontbriand12 months ago in Poets
ROCK BOTTOMS UP
august altitudes —heaven bound and heaven sent— remind me to rise.
By Dré Pontbriandabout a year ago in Poets
KEEPERS OF ORACULUS
Maeve’s tiny voice slices through a decade-long silence, ruffling supine leaves and awakening retired medicine flowers. “Moooom. Dad?,” she shouts, as she fumbles her way through the midday twilight, now synonymous with Oraculus Forest.
By Dré Pontbriandabout a year ago in Fiction
"BITCH, YOU ARE INFINITE."
something called God whispers as my shades of grey m e l t into a burst highlighter orgy called sunset. .
By Dré Pontbriandabout a year ago in Poets
Of the Ocean, in a Pond
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. They arrived with a Full Moon midnight breeze, on the evening after we did. Unlike us, the townspeople are averse to their presence. So it didn’t take long for them to sharpen their pitchforks and show up on our doorstep.
By Dré Pontbriandabout a year ago in Fiction
If Boys Could Cry
I search for a dry spot to rest my head on his chest—most of his shirt is already drenched in my tears. It’s the second time this week that his arms have held the immensity of my emotions.
By Dré Pontbriand2 years ago in Psyche
Top Story - January 2022
A Pipe Called PeaceTop Story - January 2022
Sweet clouds billow from my lips and for the first time in over a decade, I don’t judge myself for their creation. I inhale support, exhale that feeling like the whole world is sitting on my chest. My nervous system softens into equilibrium and I hear myself say the words “thank god” out loud. A beloved plant, an old friend invites me to breathe, laugh, surrender.
By Dré Pontbriand2 years ago in Potent
He is/
He is the muse. A constant variable, a short fuse. Absence unbearable, the great unknown. Love, out- grown. . He is the bass;
By Dré Pontbriand2 years ago in Poets
The Art of Living
Her presence commands the attention of all—she is the sunshine personified. Although generally adorned in dazzling shades of turquoise silks and a 1000-kilowatt smile, those who know her understand that her show-stopping exterior is but a pale reflection of the vastness of her heart.
By Dré Pontbriand3 years ago in Humans