Michael Anthony Bradshaw[Poem] The Resuscitated HeartWhat lingers within we suffer without.Jun 28, 2023Jun 28, 2023
Michael Anthony BradshawYou Are Your Greatest Work of ArtAcceptance is the key to crafting a masterpiece.Jun 12, 2023Jun 12, 2023
Michael Anthony BradshawWhat I Learned About Life from Working at a Shady, Telemarketing Company in Kansas CityI used to work at a telemarketing company back in Kansas City.Jun 6, 2023Jun 6, 2023
Michael Anthony Bradshaw[Reflection & Analysis] Language Is a ToolLanguage is a tool.Jun 5, 2023Jun 5, 2023
Michael Anthony Bradshaw[Analysis] The Ways We NourishI read a poem recently wherein the speaker longed for their lover like the body longs for nourishment.Jun 2, 2023Jun 2, 2023
Michael Anthony Bradshaw[Poem] Adventures in Irreducible Units #1My partner, who is a non-native English speaker, suggested I try approaching my poems with more accessible language.May 23, 20231May 23, 20231
Michael Anthony BradshawPoem: Stream of Consciousness (In Transit)When you’re financially secure, new beginnings can be a blessing in disguise. With the right perspective, it’s a way to rethink things and…May 8, 2023May 8, 2023
Michael Anthony BradshawScrapes From the Inside LatchMy mother was a self-help fangirl.Mar 3, 20231Mar 3, 20231
Michael Anthony BradshawSculpture Reflected in a Shop WindowIt’s only recently that I’ve come to understand the concept of generational trauma and how it shapes conversations around mental health.Feb 23, 2023Feb 23, 2023
Michael Anthony BradshawMemoir: The Moment My Mom Came OutI walked along the cracked and neglected sidewalks as the sun disappeared behind the shingled rooftops, leaving behind it an otherworldly…Feb 21, 2023Feb 21, 2023