Kerry Kehoe
Bio
badly navigated excursions into form and light >>>
self-indulgent attempts to write personal essays on the subject of being human + whatever else pours out
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Stories (12/0)
Modern Love & Mix CDs
I spent my 21st birthday in England, my first trip abroad, visiting a friend who was studying at Reading University. The year was 2004. George W. Bush was President (a fact that some English blokes thought relevant to tease me about, nevermind who I’d voted for), smart phones and social media didn’t exist yet, and the most important things in my life were friends and music.
By Kerry Kehoeabout a month ago in Humans
Watching Eternal Sunshine With my Ex on Valentines Day
The first time I watched Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, the 2004 film directed by Michel Gondry and written by Andy Kaufman, I was learning what jet lag feels like. I was in a movie theatre in Reading, England, having landed that morning in London and taken the train to visit a friend from Virginia who was studying abroad. I’d never flown internationally before. I was a few days shy of turning 21.
By Kerry Kehoe2 months ago in Humans
Little Blue Pills
The bottle is filled to the brim - 90 pills for 90 days. The capsules crowd together like a field of tiny blue flowers, overlapping, blending together. “So it’s finally come to this,” I think, extracting a single capsule and letting out a deep exhalation before swallowing it down. It strikes me as fitting that the oldest SSRI is a lovely shade of bright blue. Taking blue pills to kill my blues. It oughta be a country song.
By Kerry Kehoe2 months ago in Psyche
The Man Who Said I Love You In His Sleep
He told me he wanted to spend every night together. I didn’t want to get used to sleeping next to someone again, but I caved easily. We gave sleep our best shot on the mattress on the floor of his loft, and throughout the night he would spoon and caress me, gliding his hands over my hips, my stomach, grabbing a handful of one breast, then the other. I slept like hell but I love this kind of thing. My ex would also do this after we separated, on nights we’d find our way back to each other, after weeks or months of missing human contact. Sleeping naked next to someone who is clearly very appreciative that you are sleeping naked next to them is, in my book, a top tier experience. Sleep quality be damned.
By Kerry Kehoe3 months ago in Confessions
- Top Story - January 2024
Sidewalks
Today is my ninth day in Seattle. Tomorrow, the young Tech guy whose cat I’ve been looking after returns to his apartment and I make my way to the airport. I’m tired, fatigued by the burning drive to take advantage of my time here, but there’s still some walking to be done.
By Kerry Kehoe4 months ago in Humans
