Madeleine KelseyThe poem that accidentally talked about death.Sometimes I feel scared to write a poem Like the words will come out wrong Or my brain would stop And sometimes I - Start to write anyway…Jun 4Jun 4
Madeleine KelseyThe buried dream.I don’t know if I’m a good writer. I think I’ve heard every writer, or almost every writer, ever (?) say something similar. What a…Mar 26Mar 26
Madeleine KelseyAnxiety is in our bones.I betray my family when I relax Anxiety is in our bones. Gooey gushy mushy wet These are not the things we do Hard dry tight taught Hold…Mar 20Mar 20
Madeleine KelseyIt has to be macaroni and cheese.I’m thirty-three years old and mac and cheese has always been my favorite food since. Am I a kid? Or an adult…? Answer unclear.Mar 16Mar 16
Madeleine KelseyI said to my inner child: “Your heart is big and strong and unstoppable.”Stream of consciousness, poetry, prose, healing.Nov 7, 2022Nov 7, 2022
Madeleine KelseyComing out of dissociation, here I am.A poem of the grieving that can come with coming out of dissocation. We are not alone, actually. Sending love.Oct 30, 2022Oct 30, 2022
Madeleine KelseyHearts never learned to lieA golden flower alone Standing thin, tall and wavering in the wind Is that strength? A small black cub Tumbling, stumbling, bumbling…Oct 18, 2022Oct 18, 2022
Madeleine KelseyMama EarthA poem of dark earth matter and the task of being human.Oct 9, 2022Oct 9, 2022