Kathryn New

Two spoons, late night Roasted beans and water. Twelve cups, two mugs Bitter beans and water. Ringing bells, a rumpled coat “Good evening, Sarah!” Was everything alright? Well sure, but was Margie her...

I. Can’t. Stop. I can’t stop breathing I can’t stop needing Under the pressure reeling! This pressure my head kneading My migraine's not receding - Momma help me Pacify my urges Finding strength to go...

Two scoops, an early rise, Roasted beans and water. Twelve cups, two mugs Bitter beans and water. Tinkling bells, jostling coats “Good morning, Frank!” Had he heard the news? News, news? What news? We...

Down down down A swirling trail of smoke, Don’t look now The plane’s just there Sans her tail and gear as well, Do you think the pilot choked? The day was clear Or close enough, three clouds A bird an...

Down down - gasp The fall is long, falling slow. The darkness creeps like dusk, like shadows lengthening slow, slow - exhale Dark lines blurring, vertical like trees or people, creeping. Falling down ...