Tag Archives: Kristin Leprich

an elegy of sorts

this is my poem for today, an elegy of sorts. my memory intrudes and tells me i’ve been here before, long ago, when my biggest worry involved stalking my grandmother’s cat, the one that liked to hide under the basement … Continue reading

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my unborn child

i write this to you, my unborn child, the one i’ll never have. i write this on a night kindled by inspiration and a man i might have loved had he not played the game of zealotry so terribly. in … Continue reading

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so it goes, a tad askew

my biological father cheated on my mother and signed away my adoption papers like it was nothing; she knocked him out in the middle of a parking lot and drove away. my grandma donna saved pictures of him for years, … Continue reading

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sundowner winds

when i was young i would lie in bed, squint at the blinds and wait for them to move, as if a hurricane would rush in and carry me away—a brief precursor for what was to come. then there was … Continue reading

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through the archways

as i grew up, the walls were empty, fabricating long hallways and rooms fit for an asylum. the dining table was wooden, with hard chairs and a few picture frames hanging nearby, slanted. the floor tiles were white as bed … Continue reading

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the war(d) inside my head

i am surprised by the great, cascading doubts standing outside my door, their vibes adamant. they haven’t yet forced me down to an asylum powered by batteries, robots that try to inject me, a game of hide and seek to … Continue reading

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