Kelsey : Writing

Sewn Shut

Sewn Shut

A Poem by Kelsey


The words are stuck, pressing against the back of my teeth They garble in my throat Mixing letters Changing meanings Choking choking chok..
Poison

Poison

A Poem by Kelsey


He was my own personal vile of poison. I drank him happily.
That Would Be Us

That Would Be Us

A Poem by Kelsey


We lose track of meaning and suddenly it doesn’t mean anything anymore Why are we still breathing beating hearts thinking brains expanding ..
Side-Lingering Thing

Side-Lingering Thing

A Poem by Kelsey


Fear the one you praise.