Now, most of you have heard my rants about the self-publishing industry. Generally I feel that it is in an author’s best interest to at least attempt to find a publisher for one’s work at first, especially if you are just starting out in the publishing industry as it is the best way to ensure [...]

I’m happy to announce that I’ve released a new collection of poetry entitled “The Beginning of Nights” as an ebook on through my new E-Book Store! This collection, which is 153 pages, has selections from the past ten years or so including thirty new poems written during 2010. I hope you will enjoy it. Poetry [...]

Since I’m down the artistic rabbit hole right now for the next month or so I haven’t had much to post personally here on ye ol’ blog. However, while I am in my cave, a few of my beautiful friends have set out on the road for a wily musical adventure! Seth Walker, Lauren Begent [...]

“Darkest Hours of Night” Gabrielle Faust ©2010 What borrowed branches of winter Does this drift of broken bliss sit upon? With lofty expectations of mourning Surpassing the subtle inclinations of The subconscious desire for redemption, The brittle permanence of isolation That flakes away like bits of marble dust In a Greecian summer storm of ocean [...]

“MAKE ME” by Gabrielle Faust ©2010 I have my hands inside you, Your blood and skin under my nails, Bitten back to the quick And slick with your blood, Your tears mixing with the rain That’s been pouring on this Cracked tin roof for far too long To be nourishing any longer, This summer storm [...]

“BATTLE GROUND” by Gabrielle Faust ©2010 I want to bring myself to the foreground Of my own existence, To feel the weight of the firearms Selected by my commanding officer, And the army that flanks me to either side, Resting heavily in my sweat stained palms, To smell the scent of blood and mud, The [...]

“Renewal” by Gabrielle Faust ©2010 We are the same, Just as the hours are each Carved in alloy and stone, Strictly bound by laws Far more ancient than Even the cosmos that Cradle our simple Existences can begin To fathom or equate To the dangerous lack Of substance the days Carry within their Sunken gullets, [...]

“Soldier” by Gabrielle Faust ©2010 Upon this road of Warped and mangled vines, No elemental interference Can distract or deter him From his determination To contribute to the colony, Unquestioningly hardwired, As if his synaptic impulses Had been soldered by The flame of Dante’s inferno, Leaving him deaf, blind and mute To any other possibility [...]