Be/st Frie/nds

Cross-legged in rows on sleeping bags. When asked, her Truths don’t excite. 

They shrug, unconcerned, make fishtails in her waist-length hair. 


But maybe this is why they wear half-hearts ’round their throats 

and her own neck unchained.

Published online May 16 2017.

Brianne Battye is a writer at BioWare. She plays video games, watches movies, reads books and generally spends a lot of time in fictional places.

Poetry Only: Hair cover image

This piece was published in ‘Poetry Only: Hair,’ the Spring 2017 issue of CV2.

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