“Kill them with kindness,” she’d frequently say
Compassionately crushing cruelty her game
Rosy with light, yet so joyfully dry
Her saccharine smile like a cleansing flame
“Kill them with kindness,” I still hear today
Her life motto my utmost aim
Yet, whenever I try
My kindness feels phony and lame
“Kill them with kindness?” I threw that away
Alternate efforts should result in the same
Crafting sword and shield out of my words why
I escape insult’s intentional shame
Published by TheOtherKLM
I really hate talking about myself, but if I have to...
I’m K.L. McDaniel, the person behind TheOtherKLM. I’m an introvert with extrovert moments, a fitness-minded person fighting later-age fat, and someone trying to keep life somewhat organized without pretending it isn’t a mess.
Here, I write about the things I keep coming back to: movement, mental health, learning, self-awareness, and the strange little contradictions that make people interesting. I’m not here to act like I have everything figured out. I’m here to think through it, laugh when possible, and maybe find a little balance in the middle of the clutter.
So, that’s me. More or less.
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