Aaron Kemnitz

Joined March 2021

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The Mattress
The hospice nurse stood patiently outside my grandmother's house while a procession of family members, waiting for their opportunity to talk to a woman who couldn't converse back, lined the hallway to the bedroom.
By Aaron Kemnitz6 months ago in Families
Winding
Wander wherever The wind takes you. Winding, snakelike, through ravines Cracked by grief. Wander wherever The wind takes you.
By Aaron Kemnitz6 months ago in Poets
Synchronicity in the Smokey Mountains
In the deepening dusk and haze and grey, Surrounded by forest and cricket song. Moonshine seeping through woods along my way
By Aaron Kemnitz5 years ago in Poets
How are you?
“How are you?” “How are you?” “Oh…How are you?” The question comes at me in waves. When walking into a room, looking at my phone, trying to eat my lunch.
By Aaron Kemnitz5 years ago in Confessions
Lost
Patterns lost In thought over trivialities. Washed away or sunken Like stones beneath the waves. A spectrum cast through shards of glass
By Aaron Kemnitz5 years ago in Poets
Why I Hate Pickup Trucks
Why I Hate Pickup Trucks Growing up in Oklahoma, you are expected to like four things: country music, barbecue, football, and pickups. Having discovered that country music wasn’t my thing at an early age, I couldn’t afford to dislike any of the other three. And up until I was five-years-old, that wasn’t a problem. I loved barbecue, played football, and even owned a toy pickup truck or two. Life was good.
By Aaron Kemnitz5 years ago in Families