Showing posts with label katya mills. Show all posts
Showing posts with label katya mills. Show all posts

Sunday, 18 January 2026

BIOGRAPHY

Hi I just published an #immigrant story and brief #biography of a great man who passed away last year age 99. Paperback coming soon. This is the E - edition ...


Sunday, 1 June 2025

story published on Meniscus

 a I wrote 'Under the Modesto Ash' (pg 146) is now live in Volume 13 Issue 1 of Meniscus Literary Journal - alongside many delicious poems and stories from Australia and elsewhere ... www.meniscus.org.au/current-issue


hope u like it

-Katya

Saturday, 10 May 2025

Journal X

 Pierce the Yearning Heart. A tragic love story I wrote. Now published alongside many great poems and works of fiction and memoir in Journal X. Page 160. https://www.cabrillo.edu/journal-x/ 

  • Katya Mills

Monday, 17 January 2022

break of dawn


run your colors

light your skies 
give away your lasting hope 
to dawn and open 
eyes



#katyamills

Thursday, 16 September 2021

MAZE

 HERE ARE SOME 

RECENT REVIEWS 

FOR MY BOOK


Alma Petterson
rated it really liked it
Sep 10, 2021
Amber
rated it it was amazing
Sep 02, 2021
Paula Cox
Aug 06, 2021rated it it was amazing
I really did enjoy this book. I really disliked the cliff hanger it ended on. Now I have to find the next book to read so i can find out what happened. UGH!
Eden
rated it it was amazing
Jun 26, 2021
Lamar
rated it it was amazing
Jun 06, 2021

GRAND THEFT LIFE

rated it really liked it
Sep 12, 2021
Paula Cox
This seems really familiar. It seems to be like the book Maze I read. It was good. I liked it a lot. Would definitely recommend.
Amanda
rated it really liked it
Sep 05, 2021
Kristen
rated it liked it
Jan 01, 2021
Bianca Betts
rated it it was ok
Nov 17, 2020
Aaron Stroud
rated it it was amazing
Nov 08, 2020
Christi Massey
I really enjoyed the grittiness of this book. Very atmospheric and engaging. Great read!

Tuesday, 30 July 2019

i love how you approach me

the talk died down and i cherished the absence of it, lay myself down and still beneath the windowsill. my eyes blurred out to the jazz and i felt you coming like long fingers rolling up the keys. my head fell dead to one side where I could see you and know of the utmost precision of your tender love and care.

Friday, 1 March 2019

journal #2019

i thought i had it but it went flickering off and on again like shoddy electricity or a super big storm. you can have something and then lose it. it's disturbing but it's true. so i glued it to the wall where i could keep my eyes on it. i posted it on the mirror, after the glue wore out and it dropped behind a stack of books and papers. i brushed my teeth to the sound of it, foaming at the mouth. one night it swam down the drain. i broke it out of the plumbing system, what a messy affair. i let it dry beside the jade tree, on the windowsill, hoping against hope it would never leave me again. but it fled underground, planting itself beneath the jade. i watered her faithfully, against the wishes of the jade, until the roots took it up and brought her back to me, a flower. i smiled. i picked her off and thread it into my hair. everyone commented how pretty we were, together. then, that spring, the wind carried her away... when i listen very close, i can still hear her calling, my voice, calling for me. that's when i know i must be alone. and write.
west sacramento. 2019 by katya

Wednesday, 9 January 2019

Reading (ATE53)

Reading from my new novel, Ame and the Tangy Energetic, available on Amazon.com

Thursday, 3 January 2019