Kelly Sexton is an American poet born in Wiesbaden, Germany. She has been published in Apothecary, Species, touchstone, Tendrel, and other journals and zines. She has two books with Vegetarian Alcoholic Press (vodka-mountain & DMPTFTBiHWiB).

“To conquer fear is the beginning of wisdom.” -Bertrand Russell
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Enjoy Thursday

Head hurts today

Decay of the third eye again

Choke on my tea…fold into myself…

The pills aren’t doing it

The pills never do

Enjoy Thursday

Don’t ash in the typewriter

It will get dirty when you fuck it later

Burroughs was right

Time is a weak capsule for truth

Spilling over all things

Enjoy Thursday

Find the red queen

Frothing dog mouth

Under grow lamps

Waits for permission

Pushes French gown to floor

Piling itself together

Her hands were cold

Never shaking, always empty

A Modest Proposal Part II

They clear-cut the forest you were born in

Two toddlers emerge from grass with fogged over eyes, crawl on all fours, bend and contort on muddy ground.

Captured with surgery-bait that bit their tongues.

Kept in cages for hours at a time, gnashing at steel until bloodied.

‘We could use them for food or we could release them on another property.’

Thanksgiving poem

The night I saw you magnetized to your gun

Clutching it like a child in the hall outside his bedroom

A Chinese bolt-action rifle

I didn’t know anything about guns, I just knew it was big

Zane pulled my head to chest to avoid spatter

You held onto that bullet for years

And I held your head as you screamed on dark nights

Shoved Xanax in your crying face

Standing outside the classroom

Where teacher has forgotten you

And from the red mouth,

A melody


other animals don’t kill themselves

they just give up on living

lie down on their snouts in the mud

let the world swallow them

cut and broken from eternal existence 
there is no two

only one and one

it is


it isn’t 


it isn’t 

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