
Judey Kalchik
Bio
It's my time to find and use my voice.
Poetry, short stories, memories, and a lot of things I think and wish I'd known a long time ago.
You can also find me on Medium
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Stories (514)
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When is Vocal NOT Vocal?. Top Story - March 2025.
After several years of writing on this platform I believe I'm pretty quick to recognize Vocal's brand and icon. I subscribe to several official Vocal 'creator' profiles so that I can stay in the know about updates, enhancements, changes in policy, and what-have-you.
By Judey Kalchik 11 months ago in 01
This Woman's History Included...
I have been working for a paycheck since 1975. (Yes- I sold Avon while in high school to buy my yearbook, class ring, and St. Vincent DePaul blue jeans. [sub parenthetical statement: those jeans weren't designer. SVdP was what now would classify as 'thrift shopping'])
By Judey Kalchik 11 months ago in Viva
Where's the Pony?. Top Story - February 2025.
”Write what you know.” That is so simple. It’s true. Simple. Real. But what if? What if everything you knew to be true just, just… isn’t anymore? If all you were certain of dissolves into space dust and dream fragments and nothing seems true?
By Judey Kalchik 12 months ago in Confessions
Decide You Can Do It One More Day. Content Warning.
Eighteen years ago today my Daddy lived his last full day. Is it odd that a sixty-four year old woman refers to her father as daddy? I am, after all, not a Southern Belle. I was, for many years, emotionally and physically estranged from him. Be that as it may, I refer to him as my father but in my heart-voice he is always my Daddy.
By Judey Kalchik 12 months ago in Psyche
Eight Days
"Nothing is certain these days," were the words Jessica heard herself say as she woke from a sweaty, restless sleep. She heard them echo through her mind while she struggled to slow her breathing, fighting against the panic that fueled her still-racing heart.
By Judey Kalchik 12 months ago in Fiction
A Sheep in Wolf's Clothing
Once upon a time, in a land not-so-far-away, a flock of sheep, descended from a long line of contented sheep, grazed happily upon tasty green fields of nourishing grasses and clover. Just as their flock, and the flock that came before them, and the ones before those had done year after year.
By Judey Kalchik about a year ago in Fiction





