Poetry

April 23, 2019

paling skies brush me

eyes crush me

his fingers

his lingers rush me

i skin away

crust over

mouth dries and mind

for...

February 23, 2019

But don’t you see how narrow is your mind?

To see not what we made as only one.

How can you thus undoubtedly d...

April 18, 2018

on the off    , dancery

lane Chance, a phone

screen take-away, pick

up a shot or two

along the way, re...

April 18, 2018

your face_ voice_ endless cool is misplaced to make me the fool

indeed

for you

     are only

my w...

February 18, 2018

All the negative photographs 

I see in my empty camera lens. 

I cannot see the light, but instead, inverted 

ac...

February 17, 2018

A speciality in 

Disarming me.

My rifle, tightly clutched 

to my slingshot, 

despite your pulling and 

your yank...

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Though this half-world hath it's opinion pressed,

May mine own conscience guide my lonely quest.

KATIE KINGSTON

ACTOR | WRITER | MUSICIAN 

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