Kate Stratman

My Best Valentine in Nine Years

Yesterday felt like any other day—quiet, unremarkable. Valentine’s Day had arrived, but I barely noticed it.…

My love—it was fed upon. My energy devoured,feasted on as if it were endless,as if I…

You always loved the heightened pulse,the moment just before the fall.When something steady starts to shake,you…

I value having a clear, sober mind—being able to think honestly and understand my own actions.…

Chapter 2 – A Game I Didn’t Choose By the time I was old enough to…

Written on a plane, the poem explores the choice between distraction and reflection, using flight as…

I didn’t see it with my eyes–I heard it in the quiet whispers, in the long,…

Embracing Nature’s Rhythm: Lessons from HawaiI I sit here lounging in an Adirondack chair—the sun sending…

Chapter 1 – Packing Up, Looking Back It was May 12th. I was taping up the…

For many of us, 2025 was a challenging year for love. I watched some people come…