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Today I ate beets. Because that’s all we had. Dishes and dishes of beets. Beets soup. Beets salad. Beets sandwiches.

I hate beets.

They taste like dirt. It’s like I’m eating plates full of dirty dishes.

But when Pa is a beet farmer, it’s either eat a beet or starve. So my sisters and I would eat our beets. Yuck.

» Posted By Kiri On 11.01.2015 @ 1:29 pm


aware afraid. I heard something in the distance and felt a cold rush of air sweep over me. It took me by surprise, but it was also familiar like something i had heard before. As the noise became louder I released it was coming closer.

» Posted By kiri On 02.25.2013 @ 10:41 pm


This is such a common feeling, between friends, between lovers, between rivals even. This is how I feel for all the people about whom I care. This is how I hope they feel about me. This is what I want to save them when I act fine. This is what they cause me when I know something is wrong. This is another word for worry, but also another word for love.

» Posted By Kiri On 09.18.2011 @ 8:11 pm


Education of our future
Teachers are all around
You just have to choose to listen
And learn
Simplicity and complication

» Posted By Kiri On 06.09.2011 @ 5:02 pm


All I can think of is that Johnny Depp movie/musical, but I can’t remember the name. Not very creative or inspiring. Too much on my mind today, I need a haircut though…..

» Posted By Kiri On 02.24.2011 @ 3:32 pm


I can’t think of anything. I don’t think I have ever tried one, but it makes me think of tropical, warm places. With a beach and a warm breeze off the ocean.

» Posted By Kiri On 02.22.2011 @ 4:34 pm


I need an outlet for all my anger, sadness and frustration in my life. Hopefully beginng to write again will help with that. I feel like there is so much that is bottled up inside of me that is waiting to get out. I don’t know if it how I have lived my life so far or what has been done to me that has made me such a repressed fool. I used to be such a creative and thoughtful person. Now I feel like I self medicate with watching mindless tv and reading easy mindless books for my escape. I have now escaped 40 years of my life. Wake Up!!!!

» Posted By Kiri On 02.21.2011 @ 4:39 pm


She wraps her arms around me, and her touch is as soft as wool. She says to me, “Touch me,” and I do, in all the wrong places. In every way possible, she is a sheep – malleable, soft, and a follower to boot. Maybe I love her for it, or maybe I just love how she feels under my fingertips. We both know that she’ll always be mine to hold.

» Posted By Kiri On 02.16.2011 @ 6:33 pm


She was a coward for leaving him behind, she knew, but it was every man for himself around here. Did leaving him make her more of a man, she wondered, than he could have ever been? She clutched the sword she had stolen with a tight grip, ignoring the fire that licked at her feet, and never, not once, looked back.

He got what he deserved, she thought.

» Posted By Kiri On 02.10.2011 @ 10:00 am


tea tree oil…. it smells really good and stuff…uh…tea…peach tea. i dont like tea. tea…it sucks. its healthy but gross. wish tea tasted better

» Posted By kiri On 04.30.2009 @ 10:43 pm


Get in gear. Pay attention. Focus. Don’t daydream. All these sayings and more have only led me to believe that in time I’ll become a rusted gear and no longer be willing to move because how long can one work before they grow fatigued to the point of collapsing. I don’t want to force myself to do something I hate. Why must I continue on in the clockwork as only one of the gears in the big picture?

» Posted By Kiri On 12.07.2008 @ 12:10 pm


My life, even my mind is on a permanent suspension. Your thoughts consume mine and soon enough I forget my own. I know longer am on a suspension, I’m forever stuck in a world where my heart is suspended upon a strand that means nothing more to you than the words I speak to myself in emptied rooms. My mind, my life, my heart are all constantly suspended and on hiatus until they give out and let me fall.

» Posted By Kiri On 11.16.2008 @ 2:13 pm


Follow the path or create your own trail. It shouldn’t be a hard decision but sometimes making your own life can truly seem more daunting than it ought to be. Sometimes you’ll stumble, or get your hem caught in those prickly things that demand to come along, but that’s life. We’re different people. We will define our own path regardless of those that have been trekking forward long before we were even alive.

» Posted By Kiri On 10.24.2008 @ 1:07 pm


The light bulb of my life, its like you have this magic ability to make everything brighter by just standing there with your grin on. When its off though, I plunge into darkness with you in such a way that there’s no escape because your tears drown me as well. I’m yours, you know, no questions or ideas needed here because I’m plainly stating it to you out loud, love. My lightbulb, my shining light, my radiant angel, here and now; forever more~

» Posted By Kiri On 10.19.2008 @ 1:55 pm

Sometimes you can still hear those jokes where people are all ‘how many whatevers does it take to do whatever with a bulb?’ and you roll your eyes at your lame friend who can only be described as lame because really, who still tells jokes like that outside of elementary and middle school besides kids who have lost the ability to find knowledge enough that they are able to create new and original jokes that may be able to crack a smile one day if told upside down.

» Posted By Kiri On 10.16.2008 @ 10:26 am

Bulbous nose girl, that was a title I loathed when the boy in first grade used to tease me. I didn’t ask for my nose, I didn’t ask for any of this but that’s how the world works, right? So how is it my fault that when I smile my nose spreads across my face? Who said I asked for a honker that proved to fill up half my face if I tried to grin. Even though its bulbous, even though its icky to you, I can’t stop smiling and spreading it; so learn to deal with it man because its mine and I like it sometimes.

» Posted By Kiri On 10.16.2008 @ 10:24 am


High and mighty I was once the ruler of a faraway kingdom. My crown of rubies and sapphires twinkled in the everlasting summer day where the sky was void of clouds and the sun shone brightly over my lands. Quickly our peaceful land fell to ravishing bandits and disease until all that was left were the remains of possessions left behind in the escape; left alone I sometimes stumble upon my crown that now lies among the ashes of what was once my life.

» Posted By Kiri On 10.14.2008 @ 11:26 am


I once dreamt of cloudless skies where I could fly at a whim. My arms would flap and I would take off at a run until I reached the sky and beyond. It didn’t take me long to fall asleep and at time it was all I wanted when life grew bleak. Sometimes it was so full of despair that the only thing that kept me alive was dreams of flight. Dreams of escape that promised me access to another world if only I could flap my arms hard enough to take flight.

» Posted By Kiri On 10.12.2008 @ 10:50 pm

Take flight young child for the day grows weary and not everybody is able to escape into the sun. Melt away into oblivion while the innocent passerby can only watch on with longing agony of a dream never to be fulfilled. Wishes and dreams all become jargon when the only image on your mind is one of cloudless skies and bright blue hues and days of a flight that will never happen.

» Posted By Kiri On 10.09.2008 @ 9:11 am

It took flight, like a feather gusted up by the wind, a once flightless bird that could do nothing more than dream of cotton candy clouds and blue skies of summer afternoons. Penguins have the wings, sure they don’t have the real ability, but why can’t the fly? Flying is a dream, to some its more, but all can look upwards while waving their arms like lunatics wanting to take flight and escape to where ever their dreams and imaginations may take them.

» Posted By Kiri On 10.08.2008 @ 9:02 pm


The sun was bright and it glimmered off the clear pond water on her family’s property. Wildflowers had sprouted over the season. She found herself laying among them and it seemed as if they just continued to grow taller with the passing minutes she spent on her back looking up at clear skies. Her mind was adrift in another world that would never rescue her from where she was currently trapped.

» Posted By Kiri On 09.12.2008 @ 9:34 am


there is a butterfly here, but it has not yet been born. i hope it will finish growing safely in the rain and windy weather, that birds don’t find it too soon, and that the branch does not break. i hope it emerges with beautiful wings and elegant antennae. i hope it survives.

» Posted By kiri On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am


The triangle looked at the square. So four-sided. So full of itself. How did the square ever get to be the standard these days? Triangles were so much better. They were sturdy and simple and angular and… amazing! The triangle was of the opinion that the world would be a better place if there were more three-sided tables, or skyscrapers, or even cars. Triangle for president!

» Posted By Kiri On 03.02.2010 @ 6:11 pm

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