http://slow.writerscafe.org/KarissaAKelly The original writings of author Karissa A. Kelly en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776333157 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Hello, again. It's been many moons since you've heard from me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KarissaAKelly/2938515/ My first release in well over a year. Enjoy, friends. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KarissaAKelly/2815719/ Frustrations. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KarissaAKelly/2767680/ Some thoughts I wrote long ago that I thought I'd share. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KarissaAKelly/2759820/ Wrote the backstory for my high school thesis film a long LONG time ago, which I suppose I'll share now to keep my profile from drying up. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KarissaAKelly/2759317/ Written for a Thanksgiving-relative assignment. Thought I'd share. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KarissaAKelly/2758592/ A bit of humor, a bit of gore. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KarissaAKelly/2722861/ General hopelessness sprouts into misery, and prompts one to wonder what lies beyond this plane of consciousness. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KarissaAKelly/2486513/ The formation of my self, my image and my identity has been an uphill battle. Pushing back against what is widely accepted is the reason I am who I am and how I view the world as put in my art. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KarissaAKelly/2483963/ If you know someone personally who goes from Jekyll to Hyde in a mere instant, sometimes for no reason at all, run as fast as you can. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KarissaAKelly/2482078/ No particular story behind this other than jotting the rhyme in a half-asleep daze in the wee hours of the morning. You could say this is a frustration of living under capitalism. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KarissaAKelly/2480364/ A strange phenomenon happens when groups of rats link their tails. It's called a 'Rat King'. Common folkloric belief says happening across a rat king is a bad omen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KarissaAKelly/2479906/ Spotted the spider through my window and took a picture of her while she was at work. I do hope she appreciates the publicity. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KarissaAKelly/2479845/ Possibly triggering. Do not read if you're sensitive to mental health things and gruesome topics. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KarissaAKelly/2466720/ Commonly misunderstood, mistaken for an emotion synonymous with "sad". Seldom comprehended. Even rarer, recognized without a debate over it's existence in you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KarissaAKelly/2466714/ Nonsense I scribbled to test my rhyming abilities. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KarissaAKelly/2466371/ Late night musings over the masterpieces the world has never been able to see because the confidence of so many young creatives; mainly women; is spurned. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KarissaAKelly/2466018/ It's not what you think. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KarissaAKelly/2465517/ While looking into the meanings and correspondences of flowers; a "language" of flowers usually used to create beautiful bouquets for those you love; I thought: what would a 'hate' bouquet look like? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KarissaAKelly/2464870/ This one is rather old. I wrote it all the way back in September 2019. I was on a day trip and scribbled this on a cafe napkin. Daydreaming about life outside of the window served as inspiration. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KarissaAKelly/2464679/ Some thoughts I jotted down on a very distressing day. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KarissaAKelly/2464678/ Hatred of others is born from jealousy and one's own insecurity. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KarissaAKelly/2464501/ I wrote this some time ago after a devastating heartbreak. I came across it recently and found that despite my pain I channeled it into creativity. (I'm well over this now though, don't worry.) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KarissaAKelly/2464359/ I enjoy thunderstorms. I find that I am one of very few. This poem is about finding beauty and joy in places and circumstances where others wouldn't think to look. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KarissaAKelly/2464337/