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 Feb 2017 Kelsey
r
Bone moth
 Feb 2017 Kelsey
r
Last night I rode
that dark train
through the hollows
of my childhood
on the black wings
of a swallow fleeting
beneath the eaves
of long ago evenings
where bone moths
were breathing
their last breaths
while dead children
slept well up the hill.
 Feb 2017 Kelsey
r
I head out at twilight
only to return each dawn,
wading the muddied waters
of my youth, and mysteries
of a history misremembered,
or wishfull, wistful memories,
wanting to revisit in dreams
those things that defy the laws
of physics, yet knowing I can't
go back, and each breath I take
reminds me forever of that fact.
 Oct 2016 Kelsey
Bianca Reyes
I could have
          sworn we were
                             meant to be

We argued
             so perfectly
                             together
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 Oct 2016 Kelsey
Bianca Reyes
I feel the pain of my bones shifting inside of me
Morphing me into the next shape of disappointment
Shared on Hello Poetry on October 21, 2016
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 Oct 2016 Kelsey
r
The left fork
 Oct 2016 Kelsey
r
Somewhere along the way
I picked up a heavy load
of dead wood, a couple of degrees
east of East Tennessee,
a few bottles uncorked,
problem women, and another
woman, a child, and a mortgage,
all while I wandered down the left fork
of the wrong road like the red silt
in a river that has forgotten
its source, but enjoying the scenery,
the journey, and, of course,
the paths I tended to leave
through the high weeds where I lost
myself and my footprints so loud
I could hear them before I left them
on the ground behind me
like hollow dreams trampled down
beneath the feet that I follow.
 Jun 2016 Kelsey
D Loup
Chroma
 Jun 2016 Kelsey
D Loup
I'll soon forget the color of your eyes

But your name is still burned in my throat

And I'm wide awake, trying to drown it away

With words and whiskey
 Jan 2016 Kelsey
r
Blue bandana
 Jan 2016 Kelsey
r
I miss the holy ghost of her smile.
The silhouette of her head in the night
on my pillow. Her beauty alight.
  
She was rain on my fever. Rain
through my window. An innuendo
of heavenly morning light. Heart heavy
as the moon on its way to Montana
  wearing my blue bandana.
 Jul 2015 Kelsey
AR
Always Almost
 Jul 2015 Kelsey
AR
I am always almost
and we are forever maybe

You are more right here right now
yet I am more lets wait and see

Together we are impossible and complicated
together we fight and disagree

You and I are poles apart
you and I should not become we.
 May 2015 Kelsey
Amber K
Depression is an understatement.
I want to scream.
I want to break down every wall surrounding me.
I need to run so far away,
but I know escaping with no consequences is impossible.
I just need to get away.
I need to live and go on adventures.
Instead I'm stuck.
I can't escape.
There is no escape.
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