http://slow.writerscafe.org/KatieKistler The original writings of author Katie Kistler en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776057304 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I ask you how your day went in the shopping malllaughing at the childrenwhen they trip and fallyour fingers are scrubbed of metal dustand I’ve got no business letting myself fall in loveI don’t know you but I know youyou know what I meanif you know me like I know youy.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/3131200/ thought I knew everything there is to know about just how far I’d be willing to gojumping fences and crumbling wallsfelling towers both big and smallbut the truth is that all I seem to knoware just wordsjust words that sit and floatnothing ever sinks innothing’s ever .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/3125022/ you’re the kind of girl everyone would loveif they got the chance to know youbut you’ve got barriersyou keep building upjust a princess in her towerbut I’ve slayed the dragons and I have climbed your hairto the smallest little windowmight not be a prince but I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2897589/ when I said next time I’m not gonna do the chasingthat was well before I knew that you existed the things I do when I’m in love always amaze me it’s like my heart keeps getting broke but keeps insistingand now I’m running after you like some puppybig sad eyes and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2890085/ I just want you to know when we’re alone it’s all I wanted and you’re my home no matter where we go we’ve got it through the summer rain and winter stormsI’d brave it all to keep you warm and safe inside my arms I’d brave it allI’ve been as.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2875811/ don’t let the b******s get you down you can just be a sad clown you can just let them all drownand don’t let the sidelines boo you offyou’re on the stage cause you’re tough chest puffed and sleeves cuffedoh, but I won’t put on a showglasses smudged and d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2858375/ I’d grown stagnant and nearly calcifieda tumor slowly growing deep insidethe love turned blue and I was petrifiedwhen the scalpel came in contact before I could bat an eyeand I concur, manI’d f*****g testify she never had my heart because I never had my mind so cut me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2850052/ it’s a big little cityfor a girl to get lost incrazy how I think it’s prettywhen it snows here so oftenbut now I don’t relate it to desolate coldI think of the Japanese garden parkwhen we were 23 years old it’s like watching the paint dryI still have that canv.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2844655/ at 2am I’m singing songs to you inside my headsun-honeyed eyes and velvet sighs from the comfort of my bedwith your hand around my neckblush blossoming a cherry redI wish I could remember every word you’ve ever said but I’m only human and in time I will forgetthough t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2840870/ I want to be with the sunshine trapped inside your cheeksI want to live with your heart and be guarded by your ribsI want to make a home in youis that alright, love?I want to settle down in youwould that be too much?and if the rose pricks well, you were meant to bleedand if the t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2835086/ baby, it sounds sweeter when it comes from you a better flavor, savored if you just don’t chew and man, she always hit the nail on the headbit the lemon just to watch my eyes turn redbut this is the build up to the slo-mo slowdance in the dark the perfect snow untrodden in your fav.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2825748/ my darling I could not make anything up even if I tried like you’re sitting in my mouth just writing rhymesnothing that I had was ever mine cause it was yours from the moment that I saw you yours standing there outside my door nothing lonely sticks around no more and did yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2824325/ all the greats won the hearts of their lovers by romancing them with poetry and song and to me you’re the greatest out of all others you looked at me and I sang along give me your hand, I’ll warm your fingers and give me your laugh, I’ll coax it out give me your eyes on.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2813943/ I hope you know how often you’re on my mind nothing specific but it’s pretty much all the time I hope you know just how easy it is to get lost in your eyesmakes me want to close mine before I say something at the wrong time pools of sun-honeyed gold and kaleidoscopes on your chee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2806334/ I don’t think anyone before you ever saw me I don’t think anyone before you really triedis this what I’ve been missing for the longest time?it feels so beautiful to be seen through your eyes I hope you know how much it means that you wrote to me that you were thinking tha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2800769/ I know I walked slow and I know whyI was feeling out of body, out of mind if you want to know what I was thinkingI’d tell you words had lost all meaning there was just the softness of your lipsinside the sweetest kiss that I’ve ever experienced my back against the door, and i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2797897/ I’m moving at a snail’s pace with you and it feels good, don’t it finding somebody that thinks like you?taking baby steps and looking away shyly to see if we should backtrack or keep on climbing oh, it’s a treacherous slope as you know could lead nowhere but it mi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2796196/ I almost took your hand when we ran across the streetin the snow, your eyes looked as sweet as can bebut I didn’t know what you were thinking about mewould that have been welcome, maybe?you’re quieter in person, just a little bashful and is that a blush on your cheeks?you&r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2794884/ poetry worthy brown eyesbut there’s no metaphor I haven’t triedcoffee and honey, chocolate and mudyours are soft like a good glass of wineblurred and fuzzy and kind careful what you say to me I’ve got walls up but they’re crumbling only got halfway before I sa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2793973/ the past year and a half have been so strange as an introvert I never changed my waysbut it’s giving me that existential dreadthat I’ll be forced to stay at home locked in my headsame old albums stuck on repeat yeah, the run-through, sorry threebut they’re making me fee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2783754/ big eyeslovely nosefull lipscheeks of roseno, I don’t know where they all goperfect handsslight of waistjunctured jawangled face no, I won’t wasteone more day must be easy when you look like thatlove and attention on a silver plattermust be simple when you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2782979/ was I high last night?I watched a planet documentary followed by some true crime bullshit was I even awake last night?I passed out before I could cryI’ve been doing that a lotI’ll prove it take a look at my most recentsit’s all phoebe adjacent it’s all sad.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2782803/ I sit around and think back on the pastsummer is here so we’re flipping our hatscitronella cloudsand Owen Wilson “wow”sI wish that this moment would lastHamm’s on the patiobike chains on the stereo drunkenly casuallike it’s not the usual warm juice a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2782411/ Vaguely Lucy Dacus inspired because she makes me ~feel things~ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2781781/ still hurtssssss http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2781514/ Victoria :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2772079/ I listened to To Philly (Live in Fresno) all night thought of other people listening for a little crycause it makes me feel much closer to Victoria a girl I’ll never meet and never know I fantasized about my small apartmentbut the dream has obviously changed a bitthe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2770298/ sweet, sweet suburbia I’ll miss your picket fencesthe angry kid inside of me has forgone all defenses in acceptance of a different place where I’ll adopt a different namecry for me, my grave is dug but go and dig another one we can bury all of our personashyper fixation.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2768735/ basically a love letter to my favorite musician of all time http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2766597/ A wall of insecuritiesPeople never loving me Is bound to leave a scar on meA hermit through and throughThere’s no perfect trajectory No place that I’m meant to beLiving on this side of emptySugar-coated doomComplacency in normalcyBut normal isn’t home to meC.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2764950/ It’s been the longest three weeks of my lifeI cried, I got buzzed, I moved twice And I feel so over being nice Does someone want to hold me tonight?And obviously I say I’m alright But if you know me then you know that that’s a lieMy mama sees right through the whiteAn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2764692/ Phoebe Bridgers inspired, about reminiscing on a near death experience with near strangers in a place that isn’t quite home anymore http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2536056/ I know you don’t know yourselfBut I know you far too wellAnd as far as I can tellYou’ve become someone else Now I don’t really wanna say you’ve changedI really doubt you haven’t noticed, babe Your skin is sticking right to your rib cage You’ve never .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2464482/ I miss having friends lol http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2464480/ yearning™️ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2464479/ Maybe that jacket that I used to wearThe one that I could let my hair down withWell, it ain’t me anymoreMaybe the patches all wore paper thinThe pins were rubbed down to nothingAnd it don’t fit right anymoreWhat if every band was someone elseTelling me to lend my little e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2464478/ this is one of the very first poems I ever wrote--I wanted to make sure it was up here because it really is my all time favorite http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2178574/ Barbara, throw me a vinylI want to see what makes you smileI want to know just what it sounds like in your headAnd Barbara, I’d drive milesJust to set my sights on trial Sizes of the girl who makes my heart stop deadSo spin that pretty record that I saw you cop todayYou were wh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2165157/ Working on getting to the point where you’re kind of at peace with growing apart from a best friend a tiny little bit http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2119263/ Ezra-Bell-inspired and again about a best bud trying to hold you back. Or maybe you’re just feeling like they’re holding you back. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2119262/ An older one for L I never posted http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2104911/ There’s a feeling I haven’t felt for a while A big black hole inside my headThe thickest fog settles around my brainAnd it won’t let anything in No movies or music or anything at allThe smile on your face or dirty joke that I recallCould clear it upCould clear it up f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2091866/ stare much?do you care much if I noticethat you noticed me?don’t lookjust read your bookread about your chemistry you and I have chemistry but there is no chemistry the first time was the last time that I fell forthat I fell for hertest tubesand ocean eyes but w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2068049/ Hey girl What monster made his bed in youHey girlWere you not once well to doWith well done hairAnd not a care in the worldWhen you were just a girlHey lady What have you been doing lately Hey ladyWhat happened to staying statelyAnd staying in at nightOff to bed before the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2054496/ In and of my own I watch my best friend party without me Never one for trouble til she came along and helped meSaid I can dispel you of your silence Even though you know that I quite like itOne for drunker than anyonePlease don’t end up like your mumAlthough I know you love her so .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2054375/ I saw a boy with a face like glassHardly there and barely intact I saw the space inside his hands Where her fingers used to be I know a girl with a mind like wind Never knows where it's going but it's sure to win I saw it stop at a faded grey tintedStone where her memory lays I saw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2016791/ Look at himHe's the boy with the bony hands Man with a tiny voice So he waves his arms Says look at me But it don't make noise Look awaySo he plucks and his eyes turn grey Says hey I can make a sound I might be little But my thoughts are loud And I can make ‘em sway http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2016790/ Casual existentialistsBlockaded by imaginary lists You spend your time aloneYou take your time to phoneSorry that I never callDays here pass like the rain that falls And all my seconds I used upNothing seems to be enough Raise the curtain, please I beg This is one place I’l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatieKistler/2000048/