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La luz brilliante presents itself as a thousand dizzying beams. Unwrapping from my abdomen my tiny universe wails with existence. Figuras familiares stick to my eyelids praising and welcoming my soul in repose. How lovely to meet you uncle our grand guardian. Opa's reassuring grin reminds me of the choice. Stewart blood recalls that courage … Continue reading My LIght →

Tu Color I did not carry your color when you were tucked inside my alabaster skin protected by privilege I never earned but own. I did not carry your color when I felt your tiny kicks en ritmo con el tambor espanol en la radio. I did not carry your color because your melanin had … Continue reading Para mi bebe →

Beneath a history of stars we rest in secret gardens enchanted by our own darkness. Tennessee for two tipsy off the honeyed heat of you. The lady behind us is a mood. With each wistful breath my back arches like the deck of cards shuffling between us. Aces, we stay. Kings, we get on that … Continue reading Bisous, NOLA →

  Hands, opening, hands in the backseat, strumming on strings of my heart and caressing the black ink written on my skin, three words not deep enough to last because those hands always found another.   Hands, familiar yet distant, hands yearning for far more than I could give holding up, up against the wall … Continue reading Lucky Number Seven →

"And when the pastor asks the pews, for reasons he can't marry you; I'll keep my word and I'll keep my seat. Let me tell you; You're gonna live forever in me. I guarantee, just wait and see. You know it's me." I get married in 18 days. This new beginning has been so abundantly … Continue reading Fin →

I am ecstatic that in 25 days I get to marry my best friend. There have been an abundance of adventures this past year and our relationship has been tested in many, many ways. I am lucky that I can say with absolute certainty that he is the right one for me. I've been blessed … Continue reading 25 Days Until #AmaroEverAfter →

I dream to wake and wake to dream; finding you in an old café somewhere on the coast of Rome, or in a more familiar sleep where the light of the setting sun hits your face with such gentle radiance. The salt air bringing me back; sand in between my toes, entranced by fingers on … Continue reading Amaranthine →

“It was enough to trust that what I’d done was true. To understand its meaning without yet being able to say precisely what it was, like all those lines from The Dream of a Common Language that had run through my nights and days. To believe that I didn’t need to reach with my bare … Continue reading Wild →

I am honored to share that my piece, "I'm Dreaming Reality," was published yesterday on Thought Catalog. You can find it here: http://thoughtcatalog.com/kathryn-beck/2015/03/im-dreaming-reality/ It feels so good to be able to share this particular piece with the world, as it was an incredibly dark chapter of my life. I urge anyone who is going through similar experiences … Continue reading Published on Thought Catalog →

There’s just something about cool jazz on a hot summer night. The way the notes carry on the breeze and sway through the windowsill. You breathe it in, each gentle run and muted hum of the horn. I still remember the way he looked standing there on the balcony; smoking a cigarette with a perfected … Continue reading Cool Jazz →