Katherine MurphyBest MistakeIt was a Thursday when I found the last piece of my mother. When the day began, I was standing next to this bench, a blue one that pigeons…Mar 28, 2017Mar 28, 2017
Katherine MurphyCan I have an egg please?He fell into my arms, a mess of tears & redness & sorrow. Sadness dripped even out of his fingertips.Dec 12, 2016Dec 12, 2016
Katherine Murphythe melting skyI sit down on the rock, hanging my feet over the edge, dangling them 5 feet above the lake. The sun hides under the horizon, preparing for…Dec 4, 2016Dec 4, 2016
Katherine Murphywhen love isn’t enoughIt was kind of a curse to be loved by him.Nov 28, 2016Nov 28, 2016
Katherine Murphyend of timewe decided to walk to the end of time. it had been a long day already, what with the dancing and laughing and hopping from streetlamp to…Nov 23, 2016Nov 23, 2016
Katherine Murphyin one boxI spend hours sitting on the floor, pouring over all our old things.Nov 18, 2016Nov 18, 2016