Kyle Kendall's Writings
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Poem
Feb.26.2012
Transom boys.
Playing at being heroes,
and hovering just above
the threshold of life.
Small maneuvers
that call to mind
the way a ship's sails billow
out above the deep.
Hallway girls.
Roaming from adventure
to adventure,
planting beets and leafy greens
with soft, inebriate skin.
Your mothers
are calling bloody-tongued,
from burnt...
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Short Story
Feb.26.2012
Stuffy sidewalk saddled under. Feet grumble gamble for purchase. It's cold. Puffed-up pedestrians pummel ice and snow, pampered in down or wool or cotton or polyester blend. Crusty snow-angels carved into the milky membrane stretched over everything. Everyone comes out. Everyone is happycold. Rouged hands and faces etched with awe. The landscape is...
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I sat on a waist-high brick wall with the drunken moon, its head on my shoulder.”
About Kyle
I live in the grand city of Athens, Ga. Right now i am a sous chef at a downtown tapas restaurant. I am back in school to finish the English degree that i left in the rich dirt of the Appalachian mountains ten years ago. I hope to go on to...
Kyle’s Favorite Books
so, so many