Write a letter to me on the pavement so I can spend my days in a daze desperately trying to wash it off Craft a letter on the sidewalk I’ve lost my appetite I cant sleep tell me how it feels to have a dream Hold my hands six feet down keep me warm I’mContinue reading “Chalk”
-Song for the Liberal Arts band- Would you look me in the eyes and tell me everything … I am Touch my face and make me believe that I can Be exactly what you want … But I’m not I’m just fucking not. When you look me in the eyes And tell me I’m (pause)Continue reading ““Tell me anything when we are alone””
Performed at the Tea Lounge in Brooklyn, “I’m in a long distance band. But they aren’t here. So its just me, and this song, which is now just a poem. Enjoy.” -Song for the Liberal Arts band- I don’t want to hear your voice, a voice, any voices. I don’t want to hear anythingContinue reading “Keep Your Shouts to a Minimum, I’m Trying to Sleep”
“Chicago is Years Away” Song written for The Liberal Arts band 5.26.13 Tears fall down my face Invisible My heart burns with desire For the one that got away Kiss me. Take me in your arms Make me feel safe Shelter me from the storm Rain falls down on me Cleanses me from head toContinue reading “Chicago is Years Away”
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“Gravity” Find me on the subway Or walking aimlessly in the village Need me, need me, want me, want me, touch me, touch me But first just find me. Locate me in a crowded room Tell me it’s okay to be alone Use me, use me, drug me, abuse me, lose me, lose me ButContinue reading “Gravity”
I just want to see spaceships Travel a few light years Wake up not feeling regret Do the same thing again the next day Crawl on another planet Stake out for a few weeks Spaceships motherfuckin spaceships Ill tell you what life means Give me a spaceship To crawl out on my own Ill findContinue reading “Sometimes you see a spark and really it’s your insides glowing”
February 2013 If I had a text message for every tweet Or every song That you ever wrote about me, I would be disillusioned with love. The most that I’ve gotten from you Is a spoiled memory, And 140 characters of ambiguity. The cheapest mascara I’ve bought was for 1.99 Next time ill make sureContinue reading “If I Smear Any More of my Mascara It Will Look Like I’ve Been Crying”
2010. Place your hands tightly around my neck, Dig my grave. Smother me with your words, Your hate Tell me my degree means nothing It’s too late. We are the ghosts of our generation We open our mouths to speak But we are smothered, Blithely unaware Uncovered. Cover us and leave us alone We spoke,Continue reading “2010”
Facebook keeps asking me what my relationship status is, which I find to be completely disrespectful. I do. A couple of days ago I noticed that my most recent ex-and I say this lightly because recent could be eh a year plus or minus a few months- just got engaged. I tweeted saying how IContinue reading “R U Mine?”
That makes no sense. And I’m okay with that. My month anniversary in the second best city in the world was spent eating chocolates in a hotel on the Upper East Side, and then spending the remainder of the day hungover in bed. I played the New York version of Pretty Woman, or Sex andContinue reading “Happy monthiversary”
Ernest Hemingway apparently won a bet by writing a short story that was fewer than ten words: For sale. Baby Shoes. Never worn. While I am not Hemingway, I have written my own ten word short story below. Titled, 2010: She sighed heavily, ripped her degree; and sold coffee.
Chicago Saturday, November 9, 2010 “Get Innocuous” 10:40 a.m. She rolled over in her full sized bed, with rumpled black Jersey sheets and dirty socks gathered at the foot. Beside her lay a tall, dark and handsome victim of another night, caused from too much pot, whiskey and coke, and low self-esteem. Fuck. Her lifeContinue reading “Get Innocuous”
I have been writing novels for 12 years now, which makes me sound really old but the truth is, like most good things, I started at a young age. The young adult fiction novel that I’ve been penning won’t be shared unfortunately on this blog, mostly for copyright and publishing reasons. However, I am comfortableContinue reading “My Newest Project”
January 2013. There is a noose around my neck Colored rouge Blood red stains My cheeks are pale Rose petals scattered on my bed Wake her up they shout Buried alive I’m already dead.
She closed her eyes And lived; She could be free. A silent refusal to answer to others demands … There was a halo above her head, Like birds in flight. She slept. One day she would open her eyes and Live, live, live. But for now, she was free, In flight Among her thoughts.
On the Pursuit of Happiness, Among Other Things, Most Notably Food and A Public Restroom. Well, this is new for me. I sat down for my second meal of the day at 7 p.m. after running around for what feels like forever. My dinner spot ended up being some hole pizza shop that serves wineContinue reading “On the Pursuit of Happiness, Most Notably Food and A Public Restroom.”
My first full week in New York has recently wrapped up and it has singlehandedly been the most eventful/stressful week of my entire life. So much has happened in those seven days that I quite literally have forgotten the order in which things happened. However, a few things do stick out which I feel needContinue reading “Thug Life.”
In less than 48 hours, I have fully moved into my new life in New York City and I am both overwhelmed at how quickly things worked out and almost afraid to see what the next 48 hours hold. I left St. Louis Friday the 15th– sold my car around 7 am for $200, andContinue reading “New York, I Love You.”
Two years ago to this very date I graduated from college. Typically people are like, mer mer it feels like it was yesterday, but honestly, it feels like it was two years ago. In that time I have dated as many guys as there have been months, remarkable I know, spent the first summer outContinue reading “I’m a Sap”
May 23, 2012 So I haven’t posted in a while, and although I have been sending loads of emails and Facebook messages to people, I feel like it is appropriate to share my experiences in London with the rest of the world as well. Honestly speaking, the epic amount of preparation that I did priorContinue reading “I Live on Glue-chester”
March 1, 2012 I haven’t blogged here in a while (too busy fbgm’ing) but with BIG changes in the 2012 year, I decided that it would be best to selfishly document my experiences (to share with my troubled and unfortunate offspring when that time comes) and also to serve as a spotlight into my lifeContinue reading “London 2012”
“Hi Kristyn” The last time I logged into facebook and twitter was 3 days ago and contrary to popular opinion, I have had an obnoxiously active social life, periods of reflection and reading, as well as several mini phone dates. While I wish I could attribute my positive engagement with others on the lack ofContinue reading “My Name Is Kristyn and I’m a Facebook-aholic”
During my recent perusal of the web, conveniently at 2:00 am while my mind slowly slips away desiring the sweet solace of sleep, I came across some links of news articles that I wrote during my freshman year of college. This trip down memory lane has been all too bittersweet, as graduation quickly approaches andContinue reading “College Articles”
March 8, 2010 By Kristyn Potter For 92 years, the National Association of the Church of God Campmeeting has been providing a spiritual oasis for people of all ages. The directional leadership and pure motivation found on Zion’s Hill is just what this years Campmeeting was focused on, Embracing the Kingdom as Servants. While theContinue reading “Go tell it on the mountain- Fellowship on Zion’s hill”
July 2011 Del Taco says Adios The saucer-shaped structure formally home to Del Taco officially closed its doors Thursday, June 30 to area residents and Martians alike. Located at 212 South Grand Boulevard, the building, famously known for its obscure architecture, has a good deal of history behind it. In the 1960’s, the building wasContinue reading “Adios to the Gringo-Restaurant”
By K. Potter ST. LOUIS, MO.- Legacy Bookstore and Cafe featured an open mic night on Friday, July 30,2010. The vibe was overwhelming with support and unparalleled repressed emotion. The evening began with a segment of vocals performed by Louis Confliction. Despite the open floor plan that permitted and encouraged familial intimacy, the night was young.Continue reading “Somebody Pass Me Some Tissues”
I found a list of patents that Yahoo is suing Facebook over, that Facebook claims that Yahoo infringed upon. And, while I won’t bore you with any more commentary regarding Yahoo v. Facebook (see: Evil is as Yahoo does), I will post the different patents, because I am so excited to see how awful YahooContinue reading “1 Patent, 2 Patents, 3 Patents, 4.”
My Own Sunshine, 2008. When it first began, There wasn’t a single cloud in the sky The sun arose every day with a light unlike any other And filled the sky, and the world With laughter, joy, and love There was a flower A single flower That counted on the suns rays more than anythingContinue reading “My Own Sunshine, 2008”
Those Damn Peach Roses K. Potter, 2006 The room was silent with even the slightest whisper echoing throughout. We’d been sitting in my great grandmother’s living room for about 5 hours, but it seemed like an eternity. A hopeful eternity where my mother and aunt would walk in the house, lightly close the door withContinue reading “Those Damn Peach Roses”