Kelly Girnas
Bio
When I create, I feel alive.
Stories (7/0)
ISBILTUR
Home is New Jersey. Birthplace. Jersey Girl forever. Down the shore we go. A smooth, ivory swirl, rests upon a large tree bark colored cone. Before my tongue can feel that first icy burn, vanilla drips on my new Granimal shirt. Charcoal scented air floats on warm July breezes. In a few hours, lightning bugs will make their debut, setting summer skies aglow. Childhood magic.
By Kelly Girnas3 years ago in Poets
Silhouette and Shadow
I am the space under the stairs. A hidden nest under the eaves. Pause between words spoken during difficult conversation. A yellowed photograph. Reminder of before, when posing in time was a moment, and not an event. I reside within and between furrows and wrinkles. Deep sighs and passion pleas. I am a secret and a scream. The treasure and the tragedy. I am the space under the stairs.
By Kelly Girnas3 years ago in Humans