Worst Critic

I’ve been posting for so long I can no longer tell if I’m good at what I’m doing. Hello? Anyone out there? I write these poems to share. To share how my life is going, What I’m thinking and feeling. When I read some these poems back, I’m unfamiliar with who wrote them. I noContinue reading “Worst Critic”

By The Lake

I’m surrounded by people for the first time in months. This feels normal and strange all at once. I don’t think about the virus for long. Later I will reflect on why. Social distancing is in place to protect us. We follow the unspoken rules as best we can. I float on the water andContinue reading “By The Lake”

Sunday Drive

I went on a drive to visit the world Through the safety of my dusty car window. I was gone for the length of a typical movie, Looping through foothills, passing bikers, And elevating into the small mountains As motorcycles followed too close behind me. I can report that the earth is coming to lifeContinue reading “Sunday Drive”

Brain Reset

It feels like her brain constantly resets. That’s the best way I can understand it. To watch the ones you love become different people is disheartening. It’s the disease they have that causes them to revert to children or toddlersdepending on how bad it is.You love them but it’s difficult to watch. It’s difficult toContinue reading “Brain Reset”

Before I Say Hello

Before I say hello,I acknowledgeto myselfwhat will happen. I will stutter. Sometime throughout the string of words that will flowout of my mouth, there will be a bump.It’s inevitable. This is okay. A bump or two of threewon’t kill my flow. A big bump that causes me to use a trick won’t stop me from speaking. What’s important is that I share my thoughts. I speak formy voice,my voicedoes not speak for me.I continueContinue reading “Before I Say Hello”

#MeToo, One Year Later

One year ago, I was in a hotel room in New York City, about to leave and take the N train from 42nd street to 23rd street to see the Flatiron building, when I got a notification on my phone from CNN. There was a breaking story on Harvey Weinstein in the New Yorker. TheContinue reading “#MeToo, One Year Later”

Crisp in the Air

It’s been fall for two days and I can already feel the crisp in the air. It makes the hair on my arms stand up. I breathe in deep breaths to take as much as this magic in as I can. This is my favorite time of year because it’s gone in a blink ofContinue reading “Crisp in the Air”

The Perfect Temperature

(This photo was taken at 6:30pm, 70° F.) 72° F I’m sitting on my back deck, something I rarely do voluntarily these days, catching up on a few New Yorker magazines I’ve been ignoring for too long. It’s early evening, almost 6:00 pm and the warm breeze is blowing. I can feel the end ofContinue reading “The Perfect Temperature”

945 Miles

Nebraska feels longer than Iowa and Iowa felt like forever while I was fast asleep. I watch the miles drop as I fly by green signs on the highway traveling west. Listening to a podcast, my father sleeping in the passenger seat, I wonder how long it will take until I see something new. GreenContinue reading “945 Miles”

A Letter to Myself at 15

Dear 15-year-old Kelly, Ten years from now, you’ll be finishing up your bachelor’s degree in English after years of trying to figure out what you want to do. You will be a published writer. You don’t realize this now but writing will become one of the most important parts of your life. Writing will helpContinue reading “A Letter to Myself at 15”