Kasey Jones : Writing

Sunset

Sunset

A Story by Kasey Jones


She listened to the engine cut off with the finality of a toilet flushing.Now what?She got out of her car for the first time in six hours. She started..
Him

Him

A Story by Kasey Jones


He was always finding limits and stopping at them, afraid of what he'd do if he ignored them. Afraid of what would happen if he broke the rules. If h..
Sorry

Sorry

A Story by Kasey Jones


"Wow, you're all grown up now," he said with a slight frown that was meant to look like the face of a focused driver. "Yeah." I didn't know what else..
Stuck In The Wind

Stuck In The Wind

A Poem by Kasey Jones


They say he's a drifterLike a plastic bag in the wind.They say"Look how strong and straight his back isAnd how high he holds his head,Kicking through ..
New Day

New Day

A Story by Kasey Jones


Graham loved the bus station air. it was electrified with the hopes and regrets of every set of lungs that breathed it in. Kept separate, kept pure b..
Just Drive

Just Drive

A Story by Kasey Jones


It's not where you are; it's who you're with.
A Place to Call Home

A Place to Call Home

A Poem by Kasey Jones


It’s wonderful to be sure of a thing The way I’m sure of music. “It’s a universal language,” some say, ..
She's got a strong head on those shoulders.

She's got a strong head on those shoulders.

A Poem by Kasey Jones


The back of yo' head is ridiculous.
Bits and Pieces

Bits and Pieces

A Poem by Kasey Jones


There are phrases, bits and pieces of poemsThat've been floating in my head for days.I need to get them onto paperAnd make something of them.I feel li..
Reggae

Reggae

A Poem by Kasey Jones


I like the carefree, beach party safety net that is reggae.You can turn off your tired mindAnd let the words flow over your soul like a cleansing sunr..

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