Kaelyn : Writing

His Breath Lingers Still

His Breath Lingers Still

A Story by Kaelyn


His Breath Lingers Still The gold piece sat atop an elderly, abandoned box in the upstairs closet. Eloise knew she mustn’t touch, but her spruce..
For Evil is a Different Breed

For Evil is a Different Breed

A Poem by Kaelyn


In a corner darkFace, grime and dirt, tearsHands behind back, blood and blistersThroat raw and lips crackedEyes swollen, head hung lowDon’t touc..
Mercy

Mercy

A Poem by Kaelyn


MercyIt didn’t matter to her father, so she knelt, she held it in when he picked up the belt.She couldn’t help but wonder, was is heartfel..