Kay Husnick

Joined December 2017

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Decluttering
You left a mess for me to clean up on my own, and I'm still working through it. Weeks later, the empty cans are still where you left them on the floor. Swiss cheese is growing mold in the fridge. The plants are dead on the window sill, but I threw out your loofa and took the pictures off the fridge.
By Kay Husnick2 years ago in Poets
Who I Am
I need you to understand that there are different versions of me. There is who I am when I am at work, who I am with my mother, and who I am with my father
By Kay Husnick2 years ago in Poets
I Could Write Poems About You
I could write poems about you, whole collections of them so easily it's killing me not to, but I won't not yet, not now, not while I am still reigning in these emotions
By Kay Husnick2 years ago in Poets
To Make A Home
The TV stand wobbles, the bookshelf and kitchen table are chipped, sparkly pink nail polish stained the coffee table, and the paint on the pots and pans is fading from years of use,
By Kay Husnick2 years ago in Poets
Life Lessons
All my life, I believed I could do anything. Every door was mine to open, every opportunity mine for the taking, God
By Kay Husnick2 years ago in Poets
My 4 Writing Goals for 2024. Top Story - January 2024.
For the last few years, I have refused to set a New Year's resolution. My attitude was cynical. No one sticks to the resolutions they set, and goals for improvement should not be limited to the start of a new year. The "new year, new me" mindset was a cliche that I was happy to laugh about instead of considering my own opportunities for change.
By Kay Husnick2 years ago in Writers
The man outside the convenience store
He sticks his cup out in front of each person entering the store. "Spare change?" he asks. "Help me buy some food," he requests.
By Kay Husnick2 years ago in Viva
When I miss you
When I miss you, I miss my best friend, the person I could sing with in the car on afternoon drives to nowhere in particular,
By Kay Husnick2 years ago in Poets
Critiquing Critique
When Vocal announced four new communities over the summer, Critique immediately caught my attention. The idea for this community made so much sense for a platform with such a vibrant, supportive collection of writers.
By Kay Husnick2 years ago in Critique
Red flags. Top Story - December 2023.
Deep down, I think I like the red flags, the familiarity of them. All the warning signs feel like excitement at first, muffling the little voice in the back of my head, the one who asks questions, thinks things through, the one who knows better.
By Kay Husnick2 years ago in Poets
Cheap, Easy Nutella Fudge
Growing up, I had it in my head that fudge was difficult to make. It was always an expensive dessert in childhood fundraising catalogs, and I remembered my mother's comments about it not being a dessert she enjoyed preparing.
By Kay Husnick2 years ago in Feast
Slow
This relationship is broken, shattered in a million messy pieces, chipped away slowly over time. Damage like this doesn't happen all at once.
By Kay Husnick2 years ago in Poets