a giant rake combed over my body
and like wet soil
I was morphed,
left thinned and open.
I used all the strength that I had
to fight away moments like these
but as I fell to my knees
I could only sleep.
Like thick honey I slept
as clouds passed through the afternoon sky
Kimberly Pitzrick has always been interested in expression. She has always been a sensitive girl, noticing and holding onto other people's emotions. During her childhood, she was given her first typewriter by an old, friendly clerk. She spent hours as a young child developing short stories about adventure and mystery. During Kimberly's high school years, she began to write her first poems. After discovering what poetry could do for her and her soul, she decided to hold tightly onto this tool and never let go. Today, she explores life with an open heart and mind and comprehends her experiences while expressing herself with both art and writing. Life is very complex, and expression is one way for Kimberly to decipher the language of existence.