Christina : Writing

existential youth

existential youth

A Poem by Christina


Universe, what happens to us who chain smoke boredom in the soggy night?Saturated in static, we wear our belonging like makeup, caked and blended into..
cold feet.

cold feet.

A Poem by Christina


I am my muse and I sway and deliverI bend and I beg and I leap and I danceI dream my melancholic dreams and i melt on the floorboardsI sink into the s..