Poems by Kate

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  • We are broken in different ways
    But the hurt feels similar, not quite the same...

  • She was a pristine rose plucked;
    A vision in crimson from a sea of scarlet...

  • I’ve spent years here playing with my ashes,
    Watching seasons pass and the grass regrow...

  • Grayed and heavy cumulus gather overhead,
    Attempting to thwart my sunshine endorphins...

  • The days pass by in a dizzying blur.
    And I find myself counting the seconds until...

  • Made Me (1) 2

    My blood looks enticing in its compartments.
    I’m tempted to pierce my paper-thin skin...

  • They do not change like the seasons.
    My mother is the height of summer...

  • I have no ability to shake or ignore this feeling...
    It eases into my veins, paranoia bubbling under my...

  • Today marks six months after your passing.
    On this blistering cold May Mother’s Day...

  • I went into the bookstore today.
    You know the one...

  • I wanted to be selfish.
    To fall to my knees, entangle our fingers...

  • I am not a poet.
    No linguist, nor painter of the written word...