Author: Kristen Green

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On Writing

Spoken Word   I couldn’t get you off my mind today so instead I just Unleashed my strain of consciousness upon this Webpage which is hardly the same grand gesture as a Hand-written note...

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The Move

Poem   The cardboard flats bend outward, angling Stacked toward ceiling, one upon another Past lives suddenly sorted into kitchen, bathroom, bedroom Like a personality test gone awry, traits of myself Boiled down to...

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Tableaux Vivants

Poem   The snowflakes fluttered down amongst the glassed-in saplings in the middle of the boxy concrete monument to color and swirling forms how within the cold we had somehow found the most majestic...

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Day One

Poem   When was the last time we felt so alive that our hearts beat out from our chests and we had to yell just to get out all of the remaining fear and...

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Transatlanticism

Poem   Sometimes its as if the Earth opened up and left a crevasse so deep and wide we hardly knew it started until the waters dripped in over and over and I leapt...

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Snow Day

Poem   Tis she and I her Separate but the same, indemnity lost on both our parts Weighted to earth Lost to the vapors and spoils of Lives long treaded over Mashed into the...

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Let’s Never Fight Again

Poem   They say there’s an island of trash in the Pacific As big as a continent Bigger than Texas The combined efforts of years of plastics that banded together with fishing nets And...

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On Longing

Poem   it was the solitary light that blinked in the window across the alley and reminded me that somewhere else you were waiting for me to light my own to send you the...

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Richardson

Poem   As the wallpaper curled we lost everything every gift we gave every word we ever said from the basement explosion that seeped into carpet fibers and looked out over the car port...

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For I Cannot In The Darkness

Spoken Word   For I cannot in the darkness for the life of me how it ever seemed so easy to let you go It was a meaning then some words and more words...

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Familiar

Poem   When I think back to my early days in New York When I dined on lemonade instead of food and walked dogs just to stay It seemed then like the city were...

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More Than One Year Later

Poem   I held your face as a precious gem Studied its facets, admired its cut Searched for imperfections Finding none Whispering, “You’re perfect” into The night   more by KRISTEN GREEN photograph by Lizzie Guilbert...