Author: Nicole Kinzel

  • Sabio On Main

    Location: 501 Main St, Pleasanton, CA 94566 Accessibility: Very accommodating Michelin star rated restaurant well known for their good service and awesome food. The head chef has toured around to learn different cuisines and learned under some notable figures in the cooking industry. Majority, if not all, of the ingredients are either locally and/or sustainably…

  • The Bullet’s Trail Poem

    It is always a time of insignificance. A normal day where nothing is expected to go wrong. When, without warning, everything changes. Upended from the expected and you along with it. Disturbed like a shattering blast. Bringing pain and chaos with it. *** You find yourself wounded and bleeding. Shot by life and the gun…

  • The Hospital Go Bag Poem

    I keep a bag available. When I suspect that everything might fall to chaos. That a little order might be a life raft. So that I will have the basic items I need to ride out the storm. A minor blessing and the only one I can make for myself. To simply make everything run…

  • Impulse Poem

    Do not look behind you right now. Without fail almost everyone checks. More than a spooky warning but the ultimate temptation. Begging for defiance. Just a quick peek. Before even thinking of the possible outcomes. *** Impulse! *** There are many reasons a person might look. Curiosity for some. The fear of missing out on…

  • Unlocked Door Poem

    I stand at a door. Neither simple nor ornate. A place that I have been to but do not recall. Hidden behind a veil I never placed. A door leading to home. Unlocked before me. *** I fear the door. No, I fear what lies beyond. What if I am not truly welcome? Maybe I…

  • Bearded Dragon Spines Poem

    A new place that is not new. Hidden but existing for years. Seen on Google maps by chance. A chance encounter that could be the start of a fantasy book. But no less marvelous. A pet store tucked in between a row of small shops. *** I enter and find it to be a reptile…

  • ADHD Or Something Else?

    I remember sitting in a class in elementary school. Teacher lecturing and me supposed to be paying attention. Instead I sat fiddling with a plastic pencil and staring at the clock deep in a mental stimulation of what it would be like to be able to fast forward time. This was a regular occurrence. The…

  • Leech Poem

    A leech acts how a leech should. Behavior dictated by nature. Forced to subsist off of others for survival its entire life. Not only that it knows no different but could not physically survive otherwise. Quickly left to die if all other creatures left its territory. Some might question the right for it to exist…

  • The Perfect Trick Poem

    There is a kind of trick that nobody sees coming. A kind where the impact is greatest. A secret double blind that is born out of accident. Perfect circumstance yielding the most unexpected version of reality. Ignorance and innocence its parents. Work that does far from delight. *** The tricked impacted in a way that…

  • Music Poem

    I scroll along until something new catches my eye. I click. Brief interest and curiosity. Invitation for something new. The sound echoes through my body and my heart rate takes off. Here we go on a ride. *** An energetic song that shoots with electricity. Peaks and loops like a rollercoaster. Pushing me with it…