Kristin Reynolds


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“I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot. I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. The function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.” -Jack London

Ditto.

Thank you all for reading, many blessings, love, Kristin

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All writing and artwork is the property of Kristin Reynolds and may not be used wholly or in part without the prior written permission of the copywright holder, including copying, duplicating, printing, publishing (even on a web site), reproducing, storing, or transmitting by any means what so ever.

© Kristin Reynolds 2009

Journal Entries

Woman

Posted 16 days ago, 3 comments so far.

it's a biting and bitten sort of day

Posted 25 days ago, 4 comments so far.

Thank you all for these 7 features!!!

Posted about 1 month ago, 6 comments so far.

i want love

Posted about 1 month ago, 3 comments so far.

Thank You Again, RB, For the Main Page Feature, and 3 more as Well!

Posted 2 months ago, 5 comments so far.

Features x 4 - thank you!!!!!

Posted 2 months ago, 7 comments so far.

Thank you, RedBubble, for the Main Page Feature - woohoooo!

Posted 2 months ago, 11 comments so far.

Hey, Guys...It has been one hell of a few weeks!

Posted 2 months ago, 16 comments so far.

Untitled

Posted 2 months ago, 3 comments so far.

Will be gone for a few days... :)

Posted 3 months ago, 12 comments so far.

Writing

water sings the heart of whales

The water knows my secret name, / the movements of my breath / to stream / to sea / to moon She speaks to me / in layered mist / her voice / chameleon blue, / of jellyfish and surface heat / with …

new-age mythology and discarded treasure

All of space / a raven’s wing, / and every star / his treasure he holds the earth deep / within his beak - / our moon between / its vice grip tips a stone upon the record. His eyes are blin…

Cut Me Loose

let go of my hands / i can’t touch the stars / when you hold so tight! / these 4 mile tethers / attached to your dreams are choking me; / even my words / have abandoned / their hope of sun. cu…

The Female Angler and a Light at the End.

I wonder… If she were to see her own reflection, shining / exponentially / like some great boon from the arc / of her own abstract, / would she be temped / by her own lure? / Her own organically …

pre-dawn, dawn, retreat: the orange eye and midnight throat

don’t speak too soon / only violets bloom before the stretching bed of lime. Commencement ceremonies wait / for just the right moment / to cut the deep black rope / halvin…

but love, that twisted apple...

The perfect madness / has forsaken me. Shaken me from its red / throbbing bosom / of twisting love branches. How long / do you think it will take / for all her offspring to rot / into the suck…

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