K.T. Slattery was born in Memphis, Tennessee, and grew up just across the state line in Mississippi. A graduate of Spring Hill College in Mobile, Alabama, she now lives in the West of Ireland with her husband and an ever-increasing amount of rescue pets.
Try as I might to secure my defences Who do you think you are? One little crack, and they begin their assault Why can’t you do anything right? Creeping in one by one Thinliness is next to Godliness Whispers become screams If they get to know you, they will hate you As the battle escalates Can’t even have children Planting their little flags in my head You had such potential As they conquer each new territory What, exactly, do you do again? First assault is always cerebrum Weak minded loser Strategically claiming the frontal lobe Lazy Wiping out reason Never stuck with anything Conquering cerebellum Clumsy Slow steady march to the brainstem Respiration should come naturally Where they seize control of the medulla oblongata You can’t even do that right Laughing when I can no longer breathe
The Path of the Righteous Man is Beset on all sides by Dinosaur Bones Hand Carved by Satan
(and the tyranny of evil aunts, not believing in the inferiority of women)
Once we all dressed up in fall colours. You were a tree, your sister the blazing autumn sun. Topaz. Amber. Ruby. We ran through emerald fields. Before you were confined to Kansas, pre-cyclone. Seeds of hatred planted in fertile young minds. A fiery pit awaits those who have an opinion other than the right opinion. Imagination precedes a lack of condemnation. The scarecrow has no need for a brain. My wish for you is this: One day you will find the courage to shed your rusty chains, run unburdened through endless fields, leaving a blaze of colour in your wake.
today i miss you i will make your chocolate cookies completely unique to you one bite and i am a child safe in your kitchen my nerves relaxing as your spirit wraps around me until i feel whole if I could have you here i doubt you would give advice or that I would even ask i would be happy to hold your hand and feel loved today I need your strength your calm your quiet acceptance i am having a hard time not screaming as my world darkens i miss your light i was so blessed to have you as my anchor now drifting aimlessly without you searching deep within my bones praying to find the courage of the strongest person i have ever known somewhere inside me