THERE WILL BE CUSSING AND EXCESSIVE CAPITALIZATION!
“Try not to be full-strength Kim EVERY day. People just can’t handle it…(evil laugh)…LITTLE BIOTCHES!!!!!” 😂
-Kimmy The Goat
01/29/2023
At the eye doctor.
Trying to find a way to tell my husband
That he has to learn to play electric guitar.
Right away.
😂🤘🏾🎸🎸🎸🛹
#kimmythegoat
#shred
Ok but just hear me out…
Every item on every restaurant menu WITH A TACO OPTION! 🌮
Me: Hi I’ll have the chicken and mashed potatoes.
Waitor: and will that be traditional or as tacos?
Me: 🌮💃🏻💃🏻💃🏻
(The photo is her own❤️)
Happy birthday baby❤️
I know now that I didn’t see what kind of man you are.
Had never met a man like you before.
Treasure.
Years and decades rolled past.
Did I mishandle your heart?I know nothing now. Nothing, I whisper.
Show me. Hold our hands. Closer. Warmer.
Be still beside me as long as you like.
The time is only drops. Drops. Drops.Kim Avila
LettingHerOut
10/14/2022Always for Bad Hombre.
I do not need this. I bought it for myself as a TREAT! ❤️❤️❤️❤️.
Raising my glass to you OLIN LEO HASTIN, most amazing grandfather of ALL TIME!!!!!
I hope when you look back
At your past of pain.
That you judge yourself gently.
That you see yourself mighty.
I hope when you let yourself touch the scar
For just the briefest whisper of a moment
That you judge yourself gently
That you see yourself mighty.
Not every blade is forged by fire.
Only the most sought.
The most durable.
The most resilient.
The most brilliant.
The sharpest blades are the ones forged by fire.
I hope when you look back
On the battlefields of your past.
That you judge yourself gently.
That you see yourself mighty.
I hope when you are counting your coin
And deciding how tall you stand
Next to the yardstick crafted by those who know nothing.
About you. About your life.
About your struggles and your triumphs.
I hope that standing there you see
The greatness you have shared
Walking this earth with kindness, acceptance.
Sharing your laughter and warmth.
Child of fire you have walked past your past.
Swam past
Ran past
Laughed past
Cried past
And on the way made a full life.
And on the way you loved and were loved.
Child of fire set down your past.
You have carried it so far. ❤️
For my sisters and brothers. And for every child of fire.
Kimmy the Goat
lettingherout
08/10/2022
Secret location 😉
Hey friends! I’m posting two audio recordings along with the printed poem today. I’m super nervous about that (lame I know) but my Beloved Desert Camel homie said my poems are COMPLETELY different when I read them how I mean them. Sooooo let’s see what you think? I would love love any comments or criticism. Should I keep recording them? I hope you all have an amazing day of adventure!
❤️ Kimmy the Goat
Is this a road show ? Or a shit show?
Baby I don’t know but we gotta GO!
Is this the right way or the wrong road?
Baby I don’t know but we gotta BLOW!
We can stand here talking about what used to be.
And we can stand here squawking about was it you or was it me.
But baby maybe I’m thinking
Just maybe baby I’m thinking
If we just stand here spinning in circles.
We’ll sure get nowhere fast.
Is this a comedy show? Or a dog and pony show?
Baby I don’t know but we gotta GO!
Is this the way it’s supposed to be or the way I thought you would love me?
Baby I don’t know but we gotta BLOW!
Emergency poem written exclusively for Heather Bell Pepper.
Kim Avila
#lettingherout
8/24/2032 838pm
Run your sweet rough hands all down my body working man.
Not layin on your momma’s couch. Not hidin in your daddy’s basement.
Workin man you can lay all up in my bed. The promise of those hard brown arms makin me think these chores might wait.
Not runnin when the job gets tough. No time for stitches.
Workin man it might be a long road home tonight. I’ll meet you there when the sun goes down.
Not leavin when the life gets hard. Strap down that load when love seems fragile.
Workin man by my side. Workin man in my bed. Workin man in my blood. Workin man in my head.
Kim Avila #lettingherout
To Bad Hombre. The love of my life.
09/27/2022
Today.
Today feels so heavy. The effort too great. Seemingly unable to meet my obligations this fine morning.
Sunshine. Fresh breeze. Russia and China sitting in a tree. K – I – S – S – I – N – G.
My sweet sisters of the north. Wrap your courage round your shoulders tight as you send your babies off to school.
Kim Avila
#lettingherout
09/27/2022
What was it all for?
What did you think you were doing?
The guns the vests the badges.
All that swagger. All that bravado.
Yet it seems you all left at home
the one thing those babies
needed you to bring that day.
Your balls.
Not one.
Not one “officer” brave enough.
“Orders”? “Orders”?
You should have taken down
anyone who stood in your way.
Anyone who stood in your way
to save babies
wearing t-shirts.
While you straightened
your bullet proof vests in the hallway.
Lay down your badge now.
Lay down your gun.
The babies needed a hero.
There were none.
💔
*I’m NOT sorry if you are offended or feel I’ve jumped to conclusions. I’m sorry that there are 19 mommies and daddies crying their eyes out. I’m sorry that there are brothers and sister so very devastated. I’m sorry that I share dirt with people who think their petty desires are more important than protecting the innocent. I’m sorry that border patrol agents who have no problem shooting unarmed immigrants fleeing tragedies, didn’t have the guts to take down someone killing 10 year olds for an hour. I am NOT sorry that you don’t like what I have to say. This is art. This is therapy. This is a mother of 5 children and 5 grandchildren’s response to this insanity.
MAKE IT STOP!
So be still with me my love
while the flames just pass us by.
And all of our struggles
will be painted like the sky.
KimAvila.com
Kim Avila * Letting Her Out 