Bard Girl Press
These dates Constantly timestamped in my head A history A trajectory Of dread and doom No need of Friday the 13th My superstitions live these two dates Over and over again. These days are made of loss And grief. They are made of stolen cars And thieved-away spirits. These days a dark blip in an... Continue Reading →
These last few weeks (and the weeks ahead) have been hectic. Not just busy, but... empty, and full. We had a death in the family, followed promptly by news that another family member was entering hospice care. As soon as we finally got the Big Kid back into school from snow days, she had to... Continue Reading →
Have you ever loved someone called them dear They're family, after all, right? But the moment they open their mouths the ball of yarn that is your world begins to unravel? Their words wrecking balls to the walls you have gingerly built from chaos? Like unleashing wolves thirsty and starved onto sleeping, unsuspecting deer. I... Continue Reading →
Why can I not stop thinking about you and all the things you've done? Why do I expect more from you When the past has proven your mettle? It's like trying to stop a freight train with shaving cream or home-concocted slime Too poor and porous For this use. Arguments played out in my head... Continue Reading →
Melody Klink 