Christine : Writing

My daughter's dead

My daughter's dead

A Poem by Christine


Kelly's father raped her over and over.When she was 10 years old, she birthed a dead baby.If you were alive, I wonder how a mother would even begin to..
War Heroes

War Heroes

A Poem by Christine


When Arthur was a pilot in Vietnam, his plane caught on fire.By the time he noticed the shrapnel lodged in his knee,he had already parachuted to safet..
Alcoholism

Alcoholism

A Poem by Christine


It means you're an alcoholicAnd that maintaining anonymity is your saving grace from agency.Mark was in his 60's; I'd never consider him to be anonymo..
Insomnia

Insomnia

A Poem by Christine


Sometimes I wonder if I'm on the insides of your eyelids(It means you lack introspection and probably don't sleep much)
Pulp Fiction

Pulp Fiction

A Poem by Christine


It’s not that I don't like being aloneIt's just if you were here,I wouldn't be as full after breakfast because we'd split everything in two,I'd ..
When he litters

When he litters

A Poem by Christine


If you follow the trail of discarded iced coffee cups, you’ll find it leads to the passenger seat of a station wagon, which runs on integrity ..
Stand Up Comedy

Stand Up Comedy

A Poem by Christine


If I ever did stand up, I wouldn't be in it for easy laughs. I'm the kind of funny you have to pay attention to. It's the kind of humor selfish people..
I'm writing a novel

I'm writing a novel

A Poem by Christine


To whom it may concern: I want to make it well known that before I sat down to write these first few lines, I smoked a bowl, went to my dining hall, c..
I would

I would

A Poem by Christine


inspired by Jeffrey McDaniel's "Conditionals"
Hang Nails

Hang Nails

A Poem by Christine


It was impossible for me to notice the hang nail on your right index finger;we were holding hands before we had the chance to make itpoint out the pro..