Kara Emily Krantz : Writing

Will You Be My Valentine?

Will You Be My Valentine?

A Poem by Kara Emily Krantz


Not going to win me any awards, but sometimes we need to be silly.
you will continue to break [my heart]

you will continue to break [my heart]

A Poem by Kara Emily Krantz


you will continue to break my heart. in the morning (when i wake) and in the evening when i take off my pretty dress. -the lack of your care..
A Closer Walk With Grandpa

A Closer Walk With Grandpa

A Story by Kara Emily Krantz


If life consisted of one long walk with my grandpa… I would never tire of living. *This story involves Absolute Ridiculousness.* The othe..
the loss of poetry in our lives and other seemingly meaningless meanderings

the loss of poetry in our lives and other seemingl..

A Poem by Kara Emily Krantz


So much of my life has been spent hurting. From the words spat through bitter lips, and hands that stung against my skin. I hurt as a child. An..
the is-ness of it all

the is-ness of it all

A Poem by Kara Emily Krantz


There is something here. Here within this ever-present moment. Here in the space -between- our heartbeats. The very is-ness of the present ..
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it's in the air

it\'s in the air

A Poem by Kara Emily Krantz


when i told you i loved you i meant it from the bottom of this aching of my breaking heart. when i whispered in your ear secret, hidden des..
standing here, breathing

standing here, breathing

A Poem by Kara Emily Krantz


I came here to reminisce about the cool crisp way the leaves fall and the delicate way the wind calls my name. I came here to rearrange the p..
he's passing through my heart / stealing all my breath

he\\\'s passing through my heart / stealing all my..

A Poem by Kara Emily Krantz


"please don't go," i whisper into the curves of his lips. [clutching his fingers to my chest] i smile, lest he notice the trembling tear..
concerning the dual representation of symbolic relations

concerning the dual representation of symbolic rel..

A Poem by Kara Emily Krantz


31 hours have passed and somehow I'm still breathing. waiting for the breakdown but perhaps it won't come. perhaps i'll swallow this pill without ques..
delirium

delirium

A Poem by Kara Emily Krantz


when the nightsongs drift to me over balmy tropic winds i breathe in deeply of music and exhale the sweet, salty measures of time. you once tou..