B.K. Poetry

Hey there! I'm Kenny.

I believe every voice deserves to be heard—especially the ones that have been overlooked. As the founder of Write Club, I work with emerging writers to find their truth and power through storytelling.

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Hey there. My name is Brennan (he/they) I’m a Queer 29-year-old Métis poet and author and this is my dedicated writing blog.

  • ✏️ Writers: I’m offering free editing and consulting sessions through the rest of 2025. Whether you need feedback on a manuscript, help with structure, or guidance on your creative practice, book a time and let’s talk!
  • ⛰️ Looking for a clean, writer-focused Tumblr theme? Check out Foothills! A minimal, accessible theme I built specifically for poets and writers. It’s free and open-source.
  • 📚 I have published 8 books independently, including poetry collections, creative non-fiction, and academic work, available on Amazon and as digital downloads on Gumroad (ePubs & PDFs).
  • 🍓 I’m co-founder and lead developer at Berry House, a values-driven web studio building fast, accessible JAMstack websites and thoughtful content for independent creators and mission-led organizations.
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blueprint

Twenty towns rise from slum-smoke—concrete blossoms, standardized petals. Half a million units. The son of an artist draws straight lines, speaking Singaporean on the phone. Clear rainwater slants below roofs, windows open without flood. A woman gives birth across fifty horizons. At eighty-seven, after the fall, His towers remain as forests breathing. The blueprint outlives the hand, the garden grows without the gardener.