Kelly B. : Writing

06/18/17

06/18/17

A Poem by Kelly B.


Titles are tedious.
The Recluse

The Recluse

A Story by Kelly B.


I wrote this while listening to one of my favorite songs of all time, The Recluse by a band called Cursive. Sorry if some of this seems rushed, the st..
Moon Child. 🌙✨🌕

Moon Child. 🌙✨🌕

A Poem by Kelly B.


As always, I have lived by the moon.The sun is no friend of mine; daylight greets me with a taunting smirk.I have not willingly shook hands with the s..
Prisoner

Prisoner

A Story by Kelly B.


What depression, at least for me, is like most days.
Tourists

Tourists

A Poem by Kelly B.


always wishing to keep what doesn't wish to be kept.
Short poem

Short poem

A Poem by Kelly B.


I feel like this is something that resonates with everyone at some point. Whether it be a one night stand or a rebound or whatever. Thinking that fa..
I hate trying to think of a title

I hate trying to think of a title

A Poem by Kelly B.


This one's about a long distance relationship that I had. Sitting in my car in the parking lot dreading his inevitable drive home. I lived in Arizon..
Clock With No Hands

Clock With No Hands

A Poem by Kelly B.


A relationship that was doomed from the start.
Funerals For The Living

Funerals For The Living

A Story by Kelly B.


True story about my ex. Going through a breakup recently and just rehashing events.
Radio Silence

Radio Silence

A Poem by Kelly B.


The point in a relationship where one person is putting in significantly more effort than the other up until the relationship's final demise.

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