2 Quotes by Kristy Bowen

My anxiety house a house and a fence and a deer in the yard. A zip code. A plague of starlings.

I am waiting to write the poem that is something like a dance movie, the ones populated by fair haired ballerinas with just a little bit of singe to their tulle, not quite as dark as the Natalie Portman one, but girls woefully misunderstood by their parents or harboring dead mothers and sad pasts.