In less than 15 words (which means no more than 14, BTW), why do you blog? To release the demons, to share the memories, to weave the daydreams, to remember. What’s your No. 1 pick of your own set of posts that you’d MOST want to share with the entire world (which means more than…
Category Archives: Words
Red Revolution
With a pencil I outline, laying out my territory, giving myself a map to follow. While there is pink swept up the landscape of my face, blues and grays fighting to kiss my eyelids and a lavish brown brushing my lashes, holding them like soldiers at attention, the tint cannot be watermelon or rose. This…
Sweet Thing {Trifextra}
I feel pretty, oh so pre – Hey sugar, admiring my come-hither shape? Stop! I’m blushing while you turn my insides to mush. You’re such a tease, but I know you want me. Trifextra this weekend. Personification in 33 words. I was going to use a shoe, but my birthday is…
When the Other Shoe Drops {Master Class & Trifecta}
Morphine makes me weightless, airborne, well at least for the first three minutes it did and then it just made me nauseous. Later it disorientated me; as if all my thoughts were hovering above me, out in the world for everyone to see, where nothing I did to try to snatch them back or quiet…
Crimes of the Heart {Scriptic and Velvet Verbosity}
The crime was soundless. After all, who would suspect him? His talent for blending into the background made it easy to plot this most glamorous caper. Shunning accomplices and elaborate tactics, he chose to captivate his mark with ingratiating charm and flattery instead. Soon enough, he found himself ushered past locked doors and into her…
Jacob at Five {Master Class}
Today I am five. I know because I woke to my mommy’s voice singing “HAPPY BIRTHDAY dear Jakey” in my ears. For the first time this week, I didn’t want to snuggle back under the covers. So I got out of bed and ran into Gio’s room to tell him it’s our birthday. I’m a…
Heartbreak Warfare
You baffle me. Coming in here, all full of piss and vinegar, mouth full of unbridled umbrage that you scatter like dead rose petals at my feet. You amuse me. That sledgehammer thrown over your shoulder is caked with the dust of the wall you seemed hell bent on tearing down, even as I asked…
Trifextra: A Prologue to Our Epilouge
I am still waiting; standing here with the wind in my hair & my heart in my hands. Let’s begin again. I will spend my life being wrong, if we can be right. Trifecta for the TRIFEXTRA weekend asked us for 33 words about a new beginning. I write about LOVE people…so…
Frosted (Friday Fictioneers and Haiku Friday)
Like shoes in a box tuck yourself into me. The Spooning of two hearts. Do you Haiku with Lou? Every Friday I do! You can too, link up with HAIKU FRIDAY with Lou at LouCeel. Careful not to smudge it, Olivia applied a fresh coat of lipstick and blended it…
Hard to Resist (Master Class)
I write this sitting in the kitchen sink. Figuratively, of course. I mean, who the hell would try to fit themselves into a sink, kitchen or otherwise, at my age? It’s more of an idiom. You know that saying, ‘everything but the kitchen sink’? Yeah. That. You see, I met a guy (isn’t there…
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I'm Kir (short for Kirsten.)
I'm a wife, a mommy to twins (Giovanni & Jacob) , an infertility survivor and a Writer.
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