Author Kyra Purdy
There are no written ways to arrive at this.Growing up. I thought just yesterday thatMy Barbie had smiled at me,My Dad was the real Superman,I was the princess of a kingdom that I didn’t quite know of yet,My grandparents would… Continue Reading →
“It will be easy money!” My fiance, James, said confidently, “We fake the wedding!” I stared at him like he was crazy. “Why? How?” I asked. He sat me down, “We aren’t flashy people, right?” I nodded. We never had… Continue Reading →
I was ghosting you last night because I was with someone elseI was with the tree that sat in that gardenI used to climb itScrapes on my kneeI was with the green beans that grew up the fenceI used to… Continue Reading →
Your problem is not my problem. I don’t understand why humans all have the need to push their worries onto me. I’m just a cat. I can’t even talk back. My owner comes bursting through the door of our apartment… Continue Reading →
“You’re going to need these. You know you will,” the landlord said to me as he handed me the keys to my new house. “You didn’t tell me there was an electricity issue.” I said. “There isn’t.” He got into… Continue Reading →