By Kelly Keene Why does the softshut of a doorfeel like a slapin the face? Minutes thatpressed into hours ofmy past waitingfor ghosts thatnever showed up for me. Promises woven insubtle gestures,slipped like coarserope through mysweaty,bleedingpalms. Off handed, lastminute plansmentioned withouttimes or details,or the remembrancesthat no, I was notin that group chat. Laughter bouncing offtinted … Continue reading Rejection
Poetry
The Leaves
by Kelly Keene Crunch. Whisp. Flutter. They are fairies at my feet. A gentle breeze shakes them to dance. A powerful gust makes them fly. Rainbows of yellow, orange, and gold frost the sidewalks in a confectioner's sugar display. They move the jogger to patter in shorter, quicker steps. Munch. Crunch. Scrunch. They compel small … Continue reading The Leaves
Clarity
by Kelly Keene The particles muddy life's waters. Clouds congest blue open skies. We misunderstand advice from our fathers. Generational wisdom dies. We mumble and post nonsense online. We saturate networks with content. The next generation, the next great idea, bends us- no spine. Time, energy, attention- all spent. The path from A to B … Continue reading Clarity
Erasure
By Kelly Keene We are confident, so sure of our time, the period. Like a hubristic Grecian who never imagined their marble statue cracking off at the most vulnerable bits- In this certainty we etch and sketch dripping ink into the thirsty pages of permanence and hoping the feathers of ourselves will last. But they … Continue reading Erasure
Countdown
Random Autobiography
By Kelly Keene I’ve seen a moose up close on a river in Colorado. I’ve felt the impact of a student driver crashing into me. I’ve eaten pineapple guavas and ceviche and pathé. I’ve heard the sound of 43,000 voices singing backup to Béyonce’s lead vocals. And I’ve closed my ears to the sound of … Continue reading Random Autobiography
Bomb
by Kelly Keene
Having Swam is Not Swimming
by Kelly Keene
Spaghetti
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The Beast
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