Kelley Quinn : Writing

Bite Marks

Bite Marks

A Poem by Kelley Quinn


You think the words will fix you,but they wont.I remember endless, pale fingers running up my arms that were pickled in goosebumps and..
The House

The House

A Poem by Kelley Quinn


*** TRIGGER WARNING: SEXUAL ASSAULT ***
I Am Not

I Am Not

A Poem by Kelley Quinn


I am not the woman you love The woman you love is hairy, bloated, frizzy, and a b***h. I am not the woman yo..
To Dream

To Dream

A Poem by Kelley Quinn


The stars are out tonight.When I can’t sleep, I like to look up and spin, spin, spin, until I’m falling into the s..
So it goes

So it goes

A Story by Kelley Quinn


The first time I thought I was gay I was nine. I would look at older women walking down the street and I’d stare at their b..
Birth of the Treadmill

Birth of the Treadmill

A Story by Kelley Quinn


Go, the green button says. Go go go. He grumbles and rolls his eyes. He begins to run and sweat, eyes dilating and opening to catch the light. The in..
Trains to Tunnels

Trains to Tunnels

A Story by Kelley Quinn


It was a planned thing. Like Plan B, but Plan A. “A” being sex, of course. Pl..
Night

Night

A Poem by Kelley Quinn


The night was dark and cold. The mist hung in the air like regrets as t..
A Memory

A Memory

A Poem by Kelley Quinn


An Elegy
Ode to My Light Switch

Ode to My Light Switch

A Poem by Kelley Quinn


A funny ode