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Kimberly Melvin

Kimberly Melvin

Find myself craving emptiness

Craving to be less full. Craving to be less overwhelmed. Craving for this heard of screaming birds in my head to shut the hell up.

1 min readSep 20, 2022

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Kimberly Melvin

Grown

The truth was not that I was hurt by what you did. It was that I was shocked — left behind from your plans and from you. Caught up in the…

2 min readDec 17, 2020

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Kimberly Melvin

Dear Little Me,

Dear Little Me,

2 min readDec 16, 2020

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Kimberly Melvin

Thunderstorm

I could not imagine my life without rain or thunder or lightning. It was something I loved. A substance. An addiction.

2 min readDec 16, 2020

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Kimberly Melvin

Purity

With the right person,

1 min readNov 11, 2020

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Kimberly Melvin

Words

I was never good with words. They were a jumble stuck in my throat that I couldn’t quite find the connection to the letters I needed.

1 min readNov 2, 2020

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Kimberly Melvin

Chiaroscuro

The thought of a moment without the taste of love is melancholy. The opposite of an awkakening. An empty epiphany. Dry spells of a desert…

1 min readOct 12, 2020

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Kimberly Melvin

Sometimes the way the sun shined through the curtains was blissful.

It was dark, but the kind of dark you could see in. The kind of dark that was silent and unharmed. It had a certain serenity to its space —…

2 min readSep 28, 2020

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Sometimes the way the sun shined through the curtains was blissful.

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Kimberly Melvin

The White Van

He drove it often, and on the outside it looked white. But I could see it; the red blood dripping from the engine, dripping from the heart…

3 min readJun 25, 2020

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The White Van

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Kimberly Melvin

Kimberly Melvin

Kinda into poetry as a side thing. To be blunt, I’ve been through a lot. So just be cautious when you read my words that they might not be suitable for you. 💕

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