Kale Sinclair
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Author | Poet | Husband | Dog Dad | Nerd
Find my published poetry, and short story books here!
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Serrated Jetty
Sicily | July 10th | 1943 The sudden noise startled him, and he made the foolish mistake of trying to rush back to the shoreline. He only got about five feet when his left foot slipped on a rounded rock, sending his body careening into the cold water. As his body fell, he felt his left leg, just above the brim of his boot, become wedged between two of the jetty’s sharpest rocks.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Fiction
Ferry Ride
“All onboard vehicle passengers are now required to shut off their engines. The ferry will be leaving Wood’s Hole in exactly ten minutes. The duration of our voyage to Oak Bluffs is just under an hour, and the weather is pristine. Thank you for choosing to sail with us today.”
By Kale Sinclair3 years ago in Fiction
Sanguine River
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn’t my own. Weathered layers of depthless scars carved decades of pain, and loss into every facial expression I tried to make. The cloudy veneer of multicolored grime, bloody fingerprints, and years of natural residue smiled back at me with yellow eyes, proud for having the portentous honor of being the only piece of glass in the world that could truly reflect my bestial identity.
By Kale Sinclair3 years ago in Horror
