Katie Melanson
Bio
Grew up isolated on old world values on a farm where "shunning" was used as an effective psychological torture. I curated many stories in my head during the deafening silences. I've been working too much. Back to read and write with you.
Stories (3)
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Mah Dawg and her subordinate master
August 27th, 2020 PHoebe arrived very early at the airport this morning. I myself have never taken a plane and supposing I never do; my 4 month old puppy; a mass of wrinkles; and 'woe is me' glances of uncertainty and shivered nestles of fear and desperate snuggles; is thus far more worldly than I am already. Something about this scenario already seems unfair. It's 2a.m. and my first own!!! puppy for which I will raise, foster and care for in my own!!! space with my!!!! rules and for which none other than myself!!! will be responsible, is coming home with me after a much anticipated flight.
By Katie Melanson4 years ago in Petlife
Fresh Start
Its snowing quite steadily here, just now. I'm filled completely with the sound of stillness falling all around the city. There's a soft cry in the wind that hits me in the chest, even here inside, from my picture window; snow blowing this way and that, in all directions.
By Katie Melanson5 years ago in Humans
The Little Black Book
THE LITTLE BLACK BOOK by Katie Melissa Eileen Melanson January 30, 2021. My grandmother spent a life unequalled in tragedy. Her first husband died of MS. Her second husband was completely beheaded in a car accident. Her brother was murdered with a shovel because he was gay. I apologize for sharing that, but it's the truth. At the end of the day, she had us. These stories only surfaced after her death. I was more sorry to hear of them than you. But I apologize none the less. There is enough sadness everywhere, already.
By Katie Melanson5 years ago in Humans
