Author Archives: Kelli K.
The posters on his wall fascinated me. These were so different from the Leif Garrett poster on the back of my bedroom door. I would sneak into his bedroom when he wasn’t home, and sit and stare; creating a story … Continue reading
Artwork by my youngest angel
“Watch them,” she said. And so I did, kneeling down to get a closer look. As intently as I studied the Daddy Long Legs earlier in the day, moving from the shade into the bright sunlight diagonally splayed across the … Continue reading
It’s not that I HATE New Year’s Resolutions necessarily but rather it’s more accurate to say that I’m really bad at them and because of this, I tend to ignore them. When I have made resolutions in the past, I … Continue reading
Originally posted on Raised By Wolves (I Wish):
Our aunt was insistent that someone was on the roof and other adults in the room kept guessing that it must be Santa. True, there was some sort of a ruckus going…
The tragic news was all over the TV. Princess Diana was dead in a horrific car crash. Tim and I had been sitting in front of the TV watching the developing story when the phone rang. Jerry, who was staying … Continue reading
This shit kept me sane. Little Tragedies by the Avengers- covered by the Puritans (1998), my band.
The hopped up muscle car came careening to a stop on the wet pavement. Mel left the car running and the cassette tape blaring as she jumped out and covered the remaining distance to the front door on foot. Van … Continue reading
I was once in a gang. It was an accident. For Christmas, 1979, I received a bitchin’ yellow jacket with Egyptian blue accent stripes on each shoulder and graduated blue stripes on the back. It must have been a sale … Continue reading