Kelley Quinn : Writing

F**k You

F**k You

A Poem by Kelley Quinn


You degraded me broke me, tortured me, loved me. you asked: What are you thinking about? Well. I think..
Sundays

Sundays

A Poem by Kelley Quinn


You only call me baby on Sundaysbetween sheets like sapphire-spunwaves, breaking on skinthe color of sandThe currents push and pull your lips as they ..
I Am Human

I Am Human

A Poem by Kelley Quinn


I find my sanity in the spaces between the white lines and the synapses of serotonin in my mind I want to ..
Empty Hands, Shallow Mouths

Empty Hands, Shallow Mouths

A Poem by Kelley Quinn


Why I Don’t Believe In God I trusted you withmy soul, singingpraise, hands open,eyes wide, wanting, needingthe acceptance of the..
Red As Ruth

Red As Ruth

A Poem by Kelley Quinn


I hold onto secrets like rose petals I open it and everyone turns to stare because the petals are in my hands i..
The Ocean Pulls

The Ocean Pulls

A Poem by Kelley Quinn


The black pavement and white dashed lines fly under and out the back of the car as I hold my head out the window, tasting the..
Baby

Baby

A Poem by Kelley Quinn


he only calls me baby on sundays and b***h on mondays when i forget the cream for his coffee or put the laundry in ..
The White Glass

The White Glass

A Story by Kelley Quinn


I haven’t had a drink in ten years. A man hasn’t touched me in five. I am 31, single, and tall. And tonight, I will enter into a dr..
Daisy

Daisy

A Story by Kelley Quinn


F**k. I spilled my drink on that girl in the peach dress and now she’s glaring at me like I burned her. Ex..
From Hell to Hello

From Hell to Hello

A Poem by Kelley Quinn


And she said yes,silently, trembling because to befickle would instigate a new thought,a new pain, and still she said yes.The daylight whispersnoand s..