Kathryn Smith : Writing

Eyes On Me

Eyes On Me

A Story by Kathryn Smith


It started when I was very young. Maybe 12 or 13. An older man gave me an eyeful at church. After the service on our way out, he proudly patted m..
Royalty

Royalty

A Story by Kathryn Smith


Once I was with my mother speaking to one of our neighbors. She peered at me like I was an animal.As if I weren't there she asked my mother, pointing:..
Kathryn

Kathryn

A Story by Kathryn Smith


You ran off with it all When my mother was expecting me, I wasn't growing. The doctors advised my mother to get an abortion. If she didn't get an abor..
Purple flowers, Blue shirt

Purple flowers, Blue shirt

A Story by Kathryn Smith


Downtown, a randomman gave me flowers.They were purple. And I felt loved. Across the street, there was another man in a crisp blue shirt. His hair per..
Dressing Gown

Dressing Gown

A Poem by Kathryn Smith


When she slips on her dressing gown Herworld is endowed with gloryGliding into a roomShe brings man to his knees And all eyes are pleasedRunning outsi..
Crowded Places

Crowded Places

A Story by Kathryn Smith


My stomach churned. I sat in noodles in company and ate what I had been craving. Around me, high school girls were chatting away about the latest goss..
Hello

Hello

A Chapter by Kathryn Smith


Hey! Hi! Bonjour! Hola! Dia Dhuit! Welcome to Confessions of a "Nice Girl." All names will be changed to protect myself and others!So. Those nice girl..
Facebook

Facebook

A Chapter by Kathryn Smith


Here's the thing. I have a love/hate relationship with Facebook. People post what they want you to see. What they want you to think..and that's not al..
Bedsheets

Bedsheets

A Chapter by Kathryn Smith


Nice girls don't kiss and tell. Or do they? Nice and polite girls keep their legs closed. They dress modestly. They don't dare to share their fantasie..