BradQuan Copeland
By BradQuan Copeland. The depletion of cohesion beneath collapse’s looming mass leaves an absence of faith, where ruptive passion takes shape. Immersed in the saturation of unceasing sighs, divinity dangles hope where fleeing life can’t arise, until the relentless will to survive unearths the craft of what it means to be alive. This verity unveiled […]
Orlondo Otis Hundley: The Art of Accessibility – by BradQuan Copeland. “Law 6: Court attention at all costs,” Robert Greene writes in The 48 Laws of Power—a diagnosis of how influence functions rather than a prescription for how one ought to act. That ideology is personified in the roots that granted emergence to the stewardship […]
By BradQuan Copeland. “Art is made in hindsight,” a quote attributed to the late Virgil Abloh, a visionary who understood that the weight of purpose is rarely felt at inception, manifesting itself later once context, seasons, and echoes fall into alignment. I should make it clear that I don’t consider myself fashionable at all in […]
By BradQuan Copeland. The personification of angst rises through ravenous brainstorms to crack the sky of the turbulent mind, clotting into pigment before it ever manifests as thought. Winds shear through the barriers of memoryscape, braiding bane with bliss. Oil viscifies under the bristles, forcing brilliance to wash the white. Hues merged from mayhem can […]
By BradQuan Copeland. “Would you consider reading and writing a review of my recently published memoir entitled ‘The Education of a Musician’s Daughter?’” That was the message I woke up to on Facebook from local author Sonya Trevizo on a chilled, cloudy November morning. I lay there in utter disbelief at the reality of the […]
By BradQuan Copeland. Perhaps, I thought, this was the way of the world. It would hunt you and kill you just for being who you are. – The Creature, Guillermo del Toro’s “Frankenstein” There’s a rather uncanny paradox inhabiting the world at a subconscious level. No one asks to be here, yet we’re spat into […]
Rockstar Rebellion: A Trip into Chromatic Chaos – An Xperience Interview – by BradQuan Copeland. Imprisoned in the thick of thoughtless nothing, metallic gels dissolve upon my tongue, slowly unraveling the iridescent frequencies of kaleidoscopic oscillations. The walls are heaving, as the floor presses to the ceiling. My skin shimmers, like gnawing piranhas snapping at […]
The Porcelain Light in the Night: A Feature on Lacey Allen – by BradQuan Copeland. It felt like a movie. The day itself slowly unraveling in real time. I woke up around 11 a.m., still fogged from last night’s emerald clouds. I dragged my feet through my morning routine, then hopped in my car and […]
By BradQuan Copeland. SAUGERTIES, N.Y. – November 15, 2025 – Sheets of rain mercilessly hammered my windshield as the wipers worked in overdrive to preserve my view. The shadow-soaked highway, coupled with the erratic mist kicked up by sixteen-wheelers, presented a hellacious obstacle worthy of weathering on my way to Saugerties. There, at The Local—a […]
Gracie Lineham: The Luster in the Frost – by BradQuan Copeland. The shocking sight of winter’s first shower came just weeks before Thanksgiving. I hate winter; it’s never long before the sky’s grim grey seasons me with loathing for a brief, rent-free stay. The air carries a faint metallic frost that pierces the constricted breath, […]
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