Poems by Kate

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  • I promised myself that I would be gentle,
    That I would no longer punish myself for taking my...

  • The cavity in my chest is filled with carbon.
    But my eyes still leak shades of aquamarine...

  • March 17, 1997, under the four-leaf clover,
    - a symbol of faith, hope, love, and luck...

  • Who knew something so small
    could be the highlight of the day...

  • The only lie I can guiltlessly tell is one where I...
    That each day is the straight and narrow...

  • My seduction is slow and steady, teasingly so.
    Until their heartbeat and vocals fill the room...

  • Most days are tainted with silent tears,
    The world again stained in technicolor pain...

  • The sunset drips in hues of blood orange,
    Melting into whispers of the softest blues...

  • We used to run barefoot through the yard,
    Arms outstretched to the darkened sky...

  • Rain soaked windshields are my norm,
    Driving through blurred purple streetlights...

  • It has not rained here in weeks
    But I am drenched to the bone...

  • I hope, only just for now,
    This is the way it was intended to be...