journal entry #4

1.27.26 unwilling to stay in line or lane we produced some wax for the #wane went against the grain and got chided and derided which was only reinforcing as we sang and danced to music they could not even seem to feel and is not that strange? #vss365

1.25.26 there is no #ruse left you could use I have seen them all. and when you haunt our shared location you will feel my distance. you lose. i give flowers only to those I choose #vss365

1.29.26 the title was dropped in the wrong box of which I was unaware. they placed it by my door at the top of the stair. my little head put it together and I was serene. for this thoughtfulness did #obfuscate the general malaise which saddens my gaze #vss365

1.28.26 a #quiver in the river of thought and I made this mistake. to follow one of a thousand diversions. and the river dried up. its bed harbored coyotes traveling west on the train tracks needing to rest. good. i was left hollow and still. breathing #vss365

1.31.26 little could #soothe a jaded heart but he brought over an ice cream cake just the same. day before their birth. joy sparked 4 a sec. is he dead yet? naw. what kind of planet? idk. but we have our dreams. #vss365




by #katyamills 2026

(originally posted on twitter and bluesky's daily vss threads)

turn off

the hum 

drum 

of political bs 

on fox cnn

 tmz 

and the 

like 

made u 

wanna exit 

the earth 

it was easier 

to just turn 

the shit 

off

by

#katyamills

'the painstaking truth' by Katya Mills

A story I wrote (flash - 750 words) was published here ... 

https://latinosenglishedition.wordpress.com/2025/07/08/the-painstaking-truth-by-katya-mills/

short story published

 one my short stories was published by Juan De Crivello 

you can read it here ...

https://latinosenglishedition.wordpress.com/2025/04/25/insult-to-the-truth-by-katya-mills/

3.26.25

somewhere 

in the second year 

of writing it 

the book becomes my all 

insatiable 

I forego companionship 

food 

sunlight 

music 

but not coffee 

2 finish

#katyamills

what we had

it wasn't romantic
what we had
didn't catch fire like
some fad
couldn't make millions
off a silver screen
wouldn't walk a runway
just to be seen
faded discolored was
what we had
blown in the glare
of a weary lag
we quietly held hands
in the alley

#katyamills

March 12

 get out there and live your best life today. sometimes you gotta b tough because the world is a rough place to live. #katyamills

burdens & beauty

do the things you least want to do 

and do them well

you may find beauty in these burdens 

if you can take them on

wholeheartedly

#katyamills

D plus or minus

thrust into hand my essays marked up 

red like a tongue been punched in the mouth 

after i turned them in so square

clean geometric rails and trains carrying verses 

plundered then ransacked over the open plains 

i thank god i could not never write 

how you wanted    #katyamills

speak and therefore exist

i let the paper fall

scarred by a sudden memory

touch the silver lotus
with a laugh from no source i

ring the cup with a 

spoon. cat with no tail 

hidden in the hedge

by the rail i am talking

to myself to know i exist

the day will give a little

like cream softens coffee

she always got somethin 

to give

#katyamills

30 watts

30 watt lightbulb 

splashed across these

walls like lemon 

lemme see your face

up from these pages why

do you cry? they cannot hurt

you. lemme read you

these damn classics 

until we fall  asleep

#katyamills

pink in the paws

summer turned to fall 

barefoot at the gas station

pink in the paw

taking fast food orders

with conjured elation

they found a twenty dollar bill 

in the road engine stalling 

spilled coffee all over the self 

good heavens so 

funny it sad so sad

it funny   #katyamills

beneath a wave

the undertow

determined to drag us

down. we tumbled through kelp

and brine 

in the depths we found

the force 4 uplifting

triumphant she

carried us back from

the sea

#katyamills

paper.back

you say you don't got nothing to do
i don't understand

read a book bottle
the boredom
forever

july 31, 2019

this morning i did my jumping jacks and boiled the coffee to mix with cream. this morning i called my dad, today is his birthday. my kittens are alarm clocks and get me early out of bed. i did the dishes and prepared a salad for later. i rang the tibetan bell and listened to my heartbeat. i called the love of my life for he is on the road again. i cannot count my blessings. i can sit here at my desk and beat up the old english language for a while. all what makes life at 46 worth living.

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