Kelly Salasin

Category: Mother-Daughter

  • the Circle of Life

    the Circle of Life

    Only a few cards arrive for my husband’s birthday, but our kitchen window is full. Cards line the sill, and others hang from the wooden mullions that lend our Vermont farmhouse that window-pane look. Moons and lambs and jumping cows continue to trickle in–and do look out of place beside the ones poking fun of…

  • The Elevator

    by Kelly Salasin in memory of my mother & friend, Bonnie Kelly Bradley, Christmas Day 1942 to September 8, 2000 Now that This is done She’ll die… Leaning against the toilet, Crouched in a Puddle of  blood Wrapped in bath towels Cold, even though it is Warm- August He breathes against me the Two of…