Kristen Balyeat

Joined January 2023

178 stories

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Words fly to me on the wind, bump me as I'm strolling the city, splash me in the face while I rest by the river, and shake me awake in the middle of the night—I’m humbly one of the vessels they use to come to life.

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Dear Auto(nomic),
Dear Auto(nomic) Nervous System, and I guess that includes you, Brain– Just a quick note of thanks for the ways you sustain.
By Kristen Balyeat3 years ago in Poets
b r e a t h. Top Story - August 2023.
{b r e a t h} fire of l i f e integral i n s p i r a t i o n of the c o l l e c t i v e c o n n e c t i o n to all that
By Kristen Balyeat3 years ago in Poets
Field of Endings
Written for Cendrine Marrouat's Emotional Moment in Nature Flashku Challenge Flashku requirement of seven words borrowed from another piece were selected from Ralph Waldo Emerson's Essay, Nature. Bolden words were borrowed from the text.
By Kristen Balyeat3 years ago in Fiction
Morning Walk
each day you lead me down twists and turns i’ve come to know the same yet slightly different as seasons change their
By Kristen Balyeat3 years ago in Poets
y o u
e x p r e s s i o n of t r a n s c e n d e n t beauty c o s m i c animation w a l k i n g the e a r t h i l l u m i n a t e
By Kristen Balyeat3 years ago in Poets
u n b o u n d
I recommend a moment to linger with this song before beginning the poem. when my body wilts from this existence i will return
By Kristen Balyeat3 years ago in Poets
Dear Cottage Cheese… I hate you. . Top Story - July 2023.
Dear (well, I wouldn't even go that far) Cottage Cheese, You are a disgrace to your name. I love cottages and cheese, but somehow BOTH you’ve managed to completely defame.
By Kristen Balyeat3 years ago in Poets
here for it
i will not hold you to who you once were i will be here for time to make you new over and over a home for your soul
By Kristen Balyeat3 years ago in Poets
yum love
leaf of my tea fizz of my soda bean of my java coke of my cola plum of my tart pb to my j milk for my oreo ice to my cake
By Kristen Balyeat3 years ago in Poets
dear favorite Tree, . Top Story - December 2023.
dear favorite Tree, we are both written into the memoir of time– although i’m a flicker in the span of your life, your existence and mine are intertwined.
By Kristen Balyeat3 years ago in Poets
r e l e a s e . Top Story - June 2023.
h e a v i n e s s embedded d e e p into my b o n e s i t s presence went u n n o t i c e d until I s t a r e d
By Kristen Balyeat3 years ago in Poets
Silver is the New Black
“I’m going to stop coloring my hair,” my friend Hannah abruptly informed me as we chatted over lunch and a cup of tea. She came over to hang out and hold my newborn so I could use two hands to eat the meal she so generously prepared for me.
By Kristen Balyeat3 years ago in Viva