I drive fast. I sleep with a fan on. I stop the car to photograph the sky. My work has been published in The Washington Post, Mountain Bluebird Magazine, The Literary Kitchen, Reading and Traveling, and in the anthology Shout Your Abortion. I don’t like to cook. I don’t know how to swim, but I’m learning. I have told my stories on various stages, as well as on camera for the PBS program ‘Stories from the Stage.’ I rescue bugs instead of killing them. I make art with discarded Barbies. I’m strong af, and I help make other people strong. I’m fiercely pro-choice. I open windows even with the AC on. I made 3 creative geniuses: a musician, an inventor, and a comic. I literally hug trees. I am a muse. I am a subject and a model. I am a collaborator. I’ve survived imaginable horrors, and I’ve been granted unimaginable opportunities. Most of my work is personal essay and memoir, but I’ve been known to throw a poem together, and to dabble in fiction. Currently, my focus is a collection of essays called Who Do You Think You Are? (and other things my mother used to say).
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Hey Mandy, I’m Kimberly. I drive a red Beetle named Gypsy after Stevie. I was strong af until breast implants that I got 28 years ago tried to kill me. 4 weeks ago I became an Explant Warrior. Getting strong af again at 54. Staunch feminist, fiercely prochoice. I hug trees and blare Halsey, scream her lyrics as loud as I can. I am married and have a 23 year old son. I serve victims of DUI. I am pescatarian. I am an ally of LGBTQIA+, BIPOC humans. I love animals. I want to live in John Lennon’s Imagine. Nice to meet you.