All Posts By Kim Sisto Robinson

What We Hold Inside

(for the Goddess & Kay) The scent of cinnamon, brown sugar, & sweet butter slide up my nostrils like an entire childhood. It is the...

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I Was A Casino Girl

Working on a cruise ship was like being emancipated into another dimension. –Kim Sisto Robinson It was 1980 something. I was young,...

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After the Murder

“Your coffin reached the monstrous hole. And a part of me went down into the muddy earth with you and lay down next to you and died with...

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You Rise

(For my dear sister, Kay, I’m so sorry I couldn’t save you.) Your face is fading. I see shadows of chin, cheekbone, childhood inside my...

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