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May.15.2013
http://mirrorsmagazine.com/this-is-bi-polar this is my new published article in Mirrors Magazine.
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May.12.2013
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  The pressure is on, the noises are gone, the suspension is off and dying for anchor.  Fussy filthy jealousy scanter ‘cross the highways and interstates, hot engine breath, grinding rotors, not less pass the get away, a treasury place, a hole in the ground, cold enough to freeze a living...
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May.11.2013
It takes one breath to forget where your’e at It takes two steps to figure it out What’s gone wrong What’s gone right What’s to care Where is anywhere Bee’s swarm overhead Bumbling Bee’s Retroactive I’m not scared Don’t care I rely on still body My still body repair One breath determines I am...
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May.11.2013
I am bitter Self hating Pot craving Un motivated Filthy Sober Bored Fucking bored ///////
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May.06.2013
I use to take steps of pain and regret Carry stains of terrible blood from my body Lick up the wounds with my tongue Strange nobody really noticed And I traced myself out of piss and shit Into a railroad leading toward pleasure I didn’t distance myself I regain illusions And construction Far...
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May.06.2013
The prison wall had centered my head against patterns uncertain. Why rest And then again,  Why rest Why wait at all, And gathered further into the glimmer She rested Waited Don’t tell Don’t tell, She didn’t wait for him No. Against the prison wall Quarter inch up to heaven sake resting place...
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May.06.2013
Feel the rings on your fingers All the time All the time Feel the rings Twist them around Fix them Wear them Always Wearing them Sometimes feeling them without feeling them Bulky Chunky Heavy Rings Around the fingers Feeling them All the time Twisting them Wrapping them around and around in a loop...
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May.06.2013
Abrasion  Hits hard in the illusion  Morphing is detour-rent Bouncing is prohibited Communication is limited Stiches in the for-head Abrasion Stick filthy mouth X-Ray vision And into evening fade away, into evening fade away Into evening Fade away Into evening Fade away Control dimension...
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May.06.2013
she
Like it was I don’t know And then I said What did I say She remembers But She say’s she doesn’t And what was it That woman? At the corner store She looked peculiar Like she was going to rob the store And I left I just left And I came Home And ripped my shredded skirt off 
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May.06.2013
Striking human- stringing Being Human Clouds and beads And bringing Tranquilizing fog delicious screaming I hear Way out there Shredded packed up Noisy Noisy You are Noisy And Left valuing  Me
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May.05.2013
Am I on A level On A level that balances Perhaps I have been shown something Balancing My moments entirely So I come forth to seasons Seasons that can be meshed into a year Finally I can see A year turning into another Before me And am I on level Yes I am balancing Into solid serenity And the...
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Apr.28.2013
Hours and hours of sleep.  I am More sane for sure.  More sane than I was.  I will Not say I am Sane, I am never in complete sanity.  But I have reached the end of the episode.   I am terribly embarrassed.  Just by the behaviors of mania. Now I have to go back and...
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Apr.28.2013
I am an open book honestly, as you get to know my posts, you may begin to know me too well.  I somehow begin to tell my tale.  Since I am new here and all, I’m not sure when to start.  A little I have so far.  My followers, my dear people, I will not take you for granted, I want...
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Apr.28.2013
My lengthily journey through the pulsing territory Was hot Was juxtaposed And spread with fear Inkling down the trail I rip the path up with my body down hill And I want you My last word I can not remember I’ll never remember Lost in solitude I want to go on forever like this Shooting myself in...
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Apr.27.2013
I can't I am not who I want to be A million of layers of thick quilt giant post sweat I can’t free my mind Holler away at me Because it’s all you know how to do And venom releases Out of me Point blank Rank stare I piss it out And into you Get out of my hair old woman I am no need for care I’m on...
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