Writer/literary editor/blogger/vegetarian. In my free ti—Ooh, maple syrup! *ahem* I write YA, SF&F, Contemporary, poetry, Horror. 안녕하세요 My words are under my ©.

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Hi. I'm a #writer. My job is to play make-believe with imaginary people before I kill them. I document everything. Luv, Lexi. #writerslife
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I'm not in love w/ the sonnet who gambles his mango trees to midnight's primitive bedlam. I'd much rather skinny dip w/ the voices in the river & nestle where summer touches her twirling departure to shadows chasing our toes towards porch lights. Recede the b&w credits. #vss365
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Under the bleachers where summer turns into an endless expanse of sleepless & starlight promises laid a ghost of gravity. He made days longer whilst sanity loved with frightening abandon, & goaded the willows' mania with their own predilection for the sun. He was a liar. #vss365
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#vssmystery #FoxProse #kaytpoemprompts #BraveWrite #366FF #fairytalepoets (looks can be deceiving) #WedsStory The illustration is by Kim Myatt.
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I’ve found no #ink yet sturdy enough to capture the depth of loss flowing through my tears #vss365
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Dave dropped the eggs into the water. “Which way round is it?” he said. “If they #sink, they’re fresh?” “Yep,” said Sean. “And if they float, they’re witches.” “No, I think it just means they’re old.” The eggs floated to the surface, cackling. “Who’re you calling old?”#vss365

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I was getting the littles to bed tonight, and 6yo asked me what my favorite color is. I was thinking about it, and before I could answer, 4yo humphed, and yelled, “Momma loves green!” Which is absolutely true, but it kinda stunned me that he’s perceptive enough to realize that. Then they went on to argue over whether or not Husband is a grown up, and the moment was ruined 😂
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i no longer want to be perceived as successful or spectacular... i just want to be warm i want a quiet life, where my biggest worry is whether the rain will reach my garden
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give me a pile of heavy stones and a river so i can stack them along rushing water. what did you think i would do? weigh myself down below the depths? no. only peace. the bubble and rustle of being alone. ~K.T. #poem #poetry #poet #writer #kaytpoems
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Sometimes, I stumble over older pieces of mine and am like: Did I write that? In a good way. When the poetry channels through, the ego steps aside and lets it flow. Then the ego looks back at it and wonders what it was capable of... #WritingCommunity #poetry
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Some victories are invisible. Getting out of bed after heartbreak. Trusting again after betrayal. Continuing after disappointment. Do not underestimate how much courage healing requires.
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If only the unfolding sun could feel & ponder her rise in a foremost asha as we fall toasted & barrelled. If only the eclipse could blueprint the waves growing graced & blissful. If only betrayal remembered spring by their dearest name, not just the new yet feral. If... #vss365
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The air was still as ghosts pressing against my poppy-red umbrella when all trust bloomed and faded into the cinnamon twists in your stomach. The ghastly drowned. The gods refreshed our madness in ravenous rain and her eyes like silk gowns. With all intent, Dandelions. #vss365
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#inkMine #WriteMap #BraveWrite #OurPoetryX #vibes_gothicvss #BrknShards #WIPwordsearch #WeirdMicro #1linewed #TalesNoir (Should've posted this yesterday but better late than never.) The painting is by Bohwa Kim.
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Evenfall stays unblemished w/ her sugar-bleached bones, all soft spoken as the love hidden in our sun's darkening glow. What if we were out of reach like old fractured tongues that savoured every now in life's crawl? Would you fan my meadows away like night's mulled lull? #vss365
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To the dichotomous whose hands never held hortensias for me, I'd gardened much decay. I followed to the moonful sea but found your quaint was fake. An uxorious one for the past—tidy & evergreen even in shade—yet an endless hollow to my heart where love saw naught again. #vss365
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#inkMine #BrknShards #Fairytalepoets (time moves on, but I revisit) #1linewed #WeirddVSS #WedsStory #kaytpoemprompts #BraveWrite (reality) The illustration is by Checanty/Jana Heidersdorf.
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