Kelly Cammack Poetry Collection
My sister is slowly killing me with every failed suicide. The one thing we have in common: We float.
My sister is slowly killing me with every failed suicide. The one thing we have in common: We float.
In this healing writing workshop, you will be guided through a series of lessons and prompts designed to explore themes from your lived experience.
I’ve been receiving gender-affirming therapies and waiting for the right time to come out to my son…
Having come to write a tribute to my son, but unable to wrap my heart around final words…
When I feel insignificant, I reconnect with past times by sifting through my extensive collection of business cards.
I want to understand humanity, but I can make no sense of this. This timeless tragedy plays out again and again…
Dreamers Writing is hosting a Writing to Heal online workshop series. Each workshop has a unique theme & they don’t need to be done in order.
You awake into the world where she’s gone, her life taken by a drunk driver while biking home in the cool night air…
Today I tap my tail against a dandelion while admiring my ageless shadow