Christine : Writing

sweetheart

sweetheart

A Poem by Christine


from father to daughter there is no other word so beautiful; i am forever someone's sweetheart
union station

union station

A Poem by Christine


I. i gave a deaf man $10 to get back home; i didn't see him get on the train; it's sad to think maybe he c..
saturdays

saturdays

A Poem by Christine


you've never touched someone's soul, have you? how would you know if you did? You'll find the answer somewhere i..
big talk

big talk

A Poem by Christine


I have little interest in the things people say to each other where is the wonder in life's leisurely laps ar..
the electric bill

the electric bill

A Poem by Christine


I fell asleep with my light on (again) I woke up sometime around 4:20 in the morning. the light was on; ..
peeping tom

peeping tom

A Poem by Christine


tom never got married he's 78 and lives next door. the girl across the street takes her shirt off and forgets..
tenuous

tenuous

A Poem by Christine


the situation is about as tenuous as the feather that landed on the record player; it..
bob dylan

bob dylan

A Poem by Christine


it's like he was asking permission to have you on his mind (or in bed) to which i respond:what iffor asho..
the stoic

the stoic

A Poem by Christine


the stoics never let you see how they really felt about tragedy or joy; you knew both were necessary t..
coldplay

coldplay

A Poem by Christine


in first grade we wentaroundthe room and toldthe class what ourfavorite colors were. the girlspicked pink and purple ..