Kimberly Vanderhorst
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Kimberly Vanderhorst
@kymburlee.bsky.social
AuDHD author of poetry, prose, and magic.
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I am made fragile
by the beauty of the stars
by their sharp edges
and fierce burning
a glass heart cracking
beneath the weight
of the sky

#poetry
there was that time
we laughed so hard
f r e c k l e s of ocean
spilled from our noses
and our bellies a c h e d
from the joy of the noise
drumming inside our ears

#poetry
November 25, 2025 at 6:21 PM
Just … words, y’know? The way they do that thing … with the swooping and the swirling. And the mind-pictures? WOW. Gotta love that thing where they sort of zing-pop and you just … damn. Y’know what I mean? You just get it. Because WORDS. Am I right?
November 25, 2025 at 3:51 AM
They taught us to be entirely selfless.

Then chided us when we lost ourselves entirely.

So we taught ourselves, that a love that requires a sacrifice of the entire self, is no kind of love at all.
November 24, 2025 at 4:35 AM
Get to know your mutuals. Quote with 5 random childhood memories:

1. a boy throwing jellyfish at my house

2. twirling recklessly everywhere

3. fighting with siblings over Lego

4. exploring tide pools for shiny rocks

5. building houses out of twigs, moss, and pebbles for the “little people”
November 23, 2025 at 9:00 PM
she is
a hoarder
of wounds and
other weeping things

#poetry
November 23, 2025 at 8:49 PM
Get to know your mutuals. Quote with 10 authors you love to recommend:

1. Sue Lynn Tan
2. Axie Oh
3. Kelly Barnhill
4. Naomi Novik
5. Terry Pratchett
6. Claudia Gray
7. Antwan Eady
8. Joanna Ruth Meyer
9. Laini Taylor
10. James Acaster

#10Authors
November 23, 2025 at 10:38 AM
oh, love
the way you
blur the edges
of this sharp, sharp world
into soft smudges of quiet light

you are
a terraforming
t e n d e r n e s s
aching to enfold
me within you

#poetry
November 23, 2025 at 8:19 AM
she holds
n o s t a l g i a
between her fingertips

bemused by
the gleam and the glide
of its f e a t h e r i n g fronds

a whispering wind
teases a mire of memories
from her m e l l o w e d mind

#poetry
November 23, 2025 at 6:05 AM
she is
a pickling of
p o s s i b i l i t i e s
a preservation of imagination
and other p r o b a b i l i t i e s

she is
j o y bottled up
a laugh-happy lantern
ready to unleash its brightness
upon a world too long lost to the dark

#poetry
November 22, 2025 at 11:43 PM
Get to know your mutuals. List 10 random things that you like!

1. disemboweling pomegranates
2. petrichor
3. potatoes
4. wordplay
5. magic in the mundane
6. thrumming thunderstorms
7. alliteration
8. ancient trees
9. salty seas
10. poetry
Get to know your mutuals. List 10 random things that you like!

1. Arboretums
2. Laughing
3. The night sky
4. Vinyl records
5. Classic movies
6. Dirt roads
7. Fireplaces/bonfires
8. Dancing
9. Being cozy
10. The wind through trees
Get to know your mutuals. List 10 random things that you like!

1. Vinyl records
2. Reading
3. The beach
4. New Jersey diners
5. Whales
6. My husband, sons, and friends
7. Walking around NYC or London
8. Travel
9. Watching movies
10. Baseball
November 22, 2025 at 10:47 AM
she is
a creature
of glinted glass
and f i r e

fragile and
consuming
and every kind
of d i r e

#poetry
November 22, 2025 at 8:37 AM
Dear One,

Every version of you is a different shade of lovely. And the whole of your life is a tapestry of your many selves, woven together with strands of love and purpose.

Who you are now is only a patch of the entirety of all you have been and will become.
November 21, 2025 at 9:51 PM
oh, love
hunt me in the
r i c o c h e t
seek me in the
ocean’s s p r a y
root me out of the
forest’s f r a y
find me in the
gloaming g r e y

#poetry
November 21, 2025 at 7:03 PM
oh, love

I am wild
with the wanting
of your ink upon
my paper heart

#poetry
November 21, 2025 at 12:46 AM
she doesn’t know
how to s t o p
being angry
that every heart
[and her heart]
was built
inside a
c a g e

#poetry
November 20, 2025 at 6:20 PM
oh, love

you are
an ignition
of my tinder tongue

and I am
entirely unmade
by the blaze of you

#poetry
November 20, 2025 at 5:37 AM
Dear One,

Strength is not the goal—love is.
November 19, 2025 at 6:51 PM
she has
given herself
to the w a t e r

to currents that
buoy her barren body
like a scattering of twigs

to eddies that funnel her
towards a late unmaking
of all they shaped her to be

she is free, she is free
oh, my dearest darling
she is finally free

#poetry
November 19, 2025 at 5:16 PM
oh, love
we have fallen

t o g e t h e r a g a i n
into this fraught orbit

where the air tastes
of scarlet and honey

where fractures bloom
beneath our fingertips

but we hold, oh we hold
the shatter of each other

#poetry
November 18, 2025 at 11:23 PM
they taught her
to fear every
type of hunger

to loom
to subsume
and consume

but she taught herself
to fear the d i r e things
a careless soul can be filled with

#poetry
November 18, 2025 at 4:27 PM
oh, love
I am so awake
in the wake of you

#poetry
November 18, 2025 at 8:20 AM
I forgot
how to hold
myself aloft today

too riddled with
these bones that
speak of sidewalks
and sofa beds and
other heavy things

my marrow weeps
beneath the crush
and bends

#poetry
November 18, 2025 at 3:04 AM
she etches
the silvered sky
with marvels of moonlight
and weaves whispers of waking
within the slumbering dark

#poetry
November 17, 2025 at 5:09 AM
Him: “Do you want to be isolationist or do you want to invite people?”

Me: “So basically, do I want to be myself or do I want to be someone else entirely?”
November 16, 2025 at 9:23 PM
my spine
curls like a
question mark
but then you
touch me
and I
become
a curlicue
stretching
t o w a r d s
exclamation

#poetry
November 16, 2025 at 3:44 PM