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Jeremy C Kester

Jeremy C Kester

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  • Novels
    • The Good Teacher
    • Remember the Yorktown (Gravity 1)
    • The Dangerous Life of Agnes Pyle
  • short stories
    • Into Fire’s Den
    • Farm Life Lost
  • PoemsPoems by Jeremy C Kester
    • Change of Seasons: Selected Poems
    • varied degrees of darkness: selected poems
  • Glee

    Glee

    a poem They jump with gleeTheir enemies found to lieCaught by the hubris and boldnessTheir deeds laid bareYet as those who jump wishTo keep others from lookingAt the lies they wish to hideAllowing no others to findYet they jump with gleeTo bury those who they deem damned Photo and words copyright © 2026 by Jeremy…

    Jeremy C Kester

    June 17, 2026
    Poems
    contemporary poem, creativity, culture, independent writing, life, poem, poet, poetry, society, writerslife, writing, writing poetry
  • Take Me To Your Reader

    Take Me To Your Reader

    I wouldn’t call AI “slop”; I call it unremarkably average.

    Jeremy C Kester

    June 16, 2026
    Essays
    writing, independent writing, editing, creativity, writer, writerslife, essay, AI
  • No Weddings and a Funeral

    No Weddings and a Funeral

    Death is not the opposite of life, it is a part of life, for it cannot exist without life. We continually die as time moves forward, with pieces of us sloughing off in favor of growth. I think life isn’t lived in fear of death, but rather walking along with death in a somewhat gracious…

    Jeremy C Kester

    June 2, 2026
    Essays
    death, essay, independent writing, life, memory, personal essay, personal thoughts, writing
  • Salt

    Salt

    a short story A woman deals with the grief of loss while living with her sister on the shoreline. Saltby Jeremy C Kester Sea spray soaked the air in salt. She stood on the shoreline, her hair a blend of white and the dark of dampness. Thickened strands blew this way and that, obeying the…

    Jeremy C Kester

    May 15, 2026
    short stories
    writing, independent writing, life, short story, family, fiction, grief, loss, literature
  • Living Sin

    Living Sin

    a poem I am still aliveStill movingStill wanting of lifeThough I feel like death waitsImpatient and resoluteBut we know my timeIt isn’t nowSimply some time in the futureSeconds, minutes, years, decadesSome timeNot nowYet I act deadIgnoring lifeMy crime of beingMy truest sinNot acting for me Photo and words copyright © 2026 by Jeremy C Kester…

    Jeremy C Kester

    May 11, 2026
    Poems
    contemporary poem, creativity, independent writing, life, poem, poet, poetry, society, writerslife, writing, writing poetry
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