This writing was featured in Issue One of The Harbinger Asylum.
Bureaucracy is any system designed to slow down progress. We can’t have anyone excelling too quickly–no one is to be trusted. We wanna make sure no one gets too far outta’ line and a paper trail is needed at every turn. Bureaucracy is designed to keep everyone huddled as closely as possible. And to be […]Read Post ›
I wake up in the morning and I try to figure out What went wrong did I lose myself? Is that everything is continuously changing? Or in my head my memories are constantly rearranging? With every single day that passes me by I look back and I wonder and I ask myself why, Didn’t anybody […]Read Post ›
A poem by Mark Brawn, as printed in the first issue of The Harbinger Asylum.
A poem of Mark Brawn, published in The Harbinger Asylum issue One.
A poem by Mark Brawn, featured poet of the first issue of The Harbinger Asylum.
I contemplate a thing beyond my reach and wonder, should I try to make it mine? To go once more unto that fucking breach, or, seeing the futility, decline? Can’t take it with you— won’t need it when your dead— not dead yet, though. Suspended in uncertainty, I wait for God knows what—for chance?—for time?—for […]Read Post ›
Haikus by Dustin Pickering, founder and editor of The Harbinger Asylum.
A poem by Victor Ty as published by The Harbinger Asylum, issue One.
A poem by Dru Watkins as published in Harbinger Asylum, issue one.
