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Kim Cady's Writings

Poem
Feb.19.2013
@2013 Kim Cady
Mama Joy My dad told me one beery night of my mother's daily sojourn to the local watering hole, prodigious belly up to the bar, singing brightly (she had a good voice). After a few hours, the bartender would phone my dad to reel her in. I wonder if I heard her sing in that dark, warm place, a womb in distress yet enjoying the melody?  When I was ten, my...
Poem
Feb.19.2013
@2013 Kim Cady
When I die, I'll be reborn a butterfly,and hope no child steps on me, when a caterpillar,  in innocent, sadistic glee;or pins me to a cardboard box for a school show and tell. If I make it through that wormy stage,I'll wrap myself in a silk cocoon,and pray no one cuts down the tree in which I rest to build unwanted dwellings. Once I exit my silken womb, I...
Poem
Jan.26.2013
  Burning Man I knew he was sick the minute I saw him. His once handsome face bloated and oval, screaming warnings of cortisol gone awry. His stomach not a 'good ole' boy' beer belly, instead double its size on a slender body, blood clots writhing inside with indiscriminant glee. I said something. His sister waved her hands and exclaimed, "No! No! His blood...
Poem
Flower in Summer
Jun.08.2011
As a little girl I remember being covered in flour,as I stood at your feet while you baked my favorite cake. The flour, like snow, fell from your hands,bathing me in a softness so much like you. This is just one special moment among so manythat made you my own - my mother.