Lionby Kilmeny MacMichael Some mornings I wake up with a face of a lion no, not a lioness, I do not mean a lioness there’s too much mane for that mistake Sometimes I wake up with a face of a lion there’s something about how my hair and skin and the light hits just right … Continue reading Lion – a poem
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Excerpt from “Crooks”
Back in February, I wrote a story prompted by the theme "love and loss" and the word "evening." A later draft of this story is currently out there in the world looking for a home. This passage, which will introduce you to the speculative romance's dorky and homesick main character, was cut from an early … Continue reading Excerpt from “Crooks”
Hey
Hay is for horses.It's been awhile since I've sort of formally updated you on what I'm writing these days.This is because there's not a lot I have to say.Despite having sent various stories and poems out over sixty times so far this year, (and with about thirty submissions awaiting response at the moment,) I have … Continue reading Hey
Let us be Bears – A poem
Let Us Be Bearsby Kilmeny MacMichael Sleep when the sun rises less lie wrapped tight in a place near each other with enough room to turn but not enough room to be alone We’ll only wake when we’re hungry on days of sunshine We’ll walk blinking across hard thick frost slowly then return to our … Continue reading Let us be Bears – A poem
One little poem
Flood - by Kilmeny MacMichael Third day at the Catholic church yard water is running freely across the pavement into the sewer grate unchecked abundance from the irrigation nozzle which must be stuck aimed at that fir tree that shades nothing from the corner it will not go down when I wiggle the nozzle when … Continue reading One little poem
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