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Kelly Murphy
Aug 50 min read


Kelly Murphy
Aug 40 min read


A phoenix and her necromancer
Sick, sick, sick. Everything inside me is sick He broke me, reshaped me, and forgot to remove the shrapnel I needed her to survive him:...
Kelly Murphy
Aug 31 min read


Fratricide
January 5, 2022 In my history, I don’t recall many days with great clarity. Most of them bleed colors into the next day, week, or even year. It is a temperamental grey, not even a pretty grey. Instead, it is a spoiled blotch of marble that is not quite opaque or transparent. It streams in and out of my timeline, smudging the colors and blurring the details, until all that remains are storm clouds that never leave. But I remember that day perfectly. August 6, 2020. The devil
Kelly Murphy
Aug 22 min read


Forgotten but never Forgiven
I left Hathian. I swept its filth into a dust pan and trashed it. Once I moved to Las Almas, Nevada, the city faded from memory. Though I...
Kelly Murphy
Aug 13 min read


Am I My Sister's Keeper?
‘I love you.’ Mouths smack at me as their succinct words stumble over the tone. The tone plays dead while their syllables tether for me....
Kelly Murphy
Jul 11 min read
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