Kelli Sheckler-Amsden

Joined October 2020

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Telling stories my heart needs to tell <3 life is a journey, not a competition

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Current Status. Top Story - March 2026.
5th avenue in boxing gloves what's tied to you they want to have two bags from saks red bottom shoes random attacks mask and tattoo
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden6 days ago in Poets
Passed Through The Keyhole
you smile at me your tongue in cheek a kind distorted simile misguiding everything I see into this thing you want to be
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden7 days ago in Poets
subservient
you enjoy peeling the scales flesh ripped away from my eyes till I am blindly transparent and over dramatized fearfully irrelevant
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden7 days ago in Poets
diversions
those selective selfies in an edited prose supernatural effigies surrounded by crows a murderous journey where the wounds never close
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden8 days ago in Poets
The Science Of
It’s evidence It’s proof of life A cadence, soft Carved with a knife Carcass and spirit Like day and night Rose and thicket
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden9 days ago in Poets
Hypothetically
Hypothetically speaking baby Do you think that you could love me? Playing the scenario in my head lately Wondering where a love like yours could lead
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden9 days ago in Poets
Love Without A Key
I long for what the love birds sing a romance made of flowery dreams A map of my imperfect things ending love, prematurely
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden9 days ago in Poets
Cut Flowers . Content Warning.
he picked her flowers and laid them bare once sweet, now sour if one compared ravaged the field staining the soil completely peeled
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden10 days ago in Poets
Self Love
searching for my soul in a world that seems soulless offering control to old lovers and old poets playfully forming worlds
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden11 days ago in Poets
When What's To Come, Arrives, Or Does It?
They stood together and watched the sky like drunken toddlers on a rampage. Eyes darting every which way frightened by the slightest movement and jumping at every sound, allowing their excitement and fear to build, distorting what was really happening.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden11 days ago in Fiction
A Creeping Vine
she wondered what it would be like if she stepped into her poem would she appear and become or merely blend into the scenery
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden11 days ago in Poets
Books And Covers
*** "Bones in a bag," was how they described her. Meat covered eye candy. Little did they know, she had an appetite for stranger things.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden12 days ago in Fiction