Posts by Russell Brakefield

Shadow Ball Haibun photo
April 29, 2020 | BASEBALL, Poetry

Shadow Ball Haibun

Russell Brakefield

The boys laced under cover of dark and ran the bases, or rather, ran to where the bases had once been. They floated over scars on the infield, phones glowing like shadow balls at the corners.

Three Poems photo
May 1, 2017 | Poetry

Three Poems

Russell Brakefield

Above me, all the alien lovers are asleep, stuck together beneath their foreign moons.

Four Poems photo
March 23, 2017 | Poetry

Four Poems

Russell Brakefield

Driving, we saw a shepherd swollen to the shoulder and I told her it was a deer. 

April 18, 2016 | BASEBALL, Poetry


Russell Brakefield

Without fans, the stands turn to a castle
of concrete and sea birds.

Base Running photo
April 21, 2014 | BASEBALL, Poetry

Base Running

Russell Brakefield

August burns on and a quiet resin lifts from my skin.
The ruins of my body idling on the couch. Drunk again

or just resigned to erase another day with baseball
and sleep and paperbacks. You