Kris Kimsey
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Everyone needs a creative outlet.
I write to explore the depths of my subconscious.
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“Would you stop stacking those things?” she said with an annoyed look. Emily dropped her pack next to Justin’s and began rummaging through it for something edible. The two hikers came to a rest in a low point of the trail near a shallow stream. It was their fifth day of the hike, and, needless to say, fatigue and hunger were taking hold.
By Kris Kimsey10 months ago in Fiction
Fish in The Basement
When I was about a year old, my parents decided that their family of five was growing fast, and space had become limited. They bought a very cheap house in a rural farm town in southwest Minnesota. The house had been broken into and badly vandalized before they purchased it, but that was not an issue, as my father was a master carpenter and saw that the house had good bones. After the house was made livable, our family moved in.
By Kris Kimsey10 months ago in Families
