Cheryl Kelly

The Table

PROTEST! – FICTION – The Table   “What the hell do you think you’re playing at!  SELL IT! OVER MY DEAD BODY! It belongs to me!  I’m the eldest – Mother said it was mine […]

The Crossing – A Poem

The Crossing – A Poem He silently sobbed as he huddled in the trench With mud up to his knees and a God-awful stench Of bodies and shit and rats and fear And the moans […]