Crysta K Coburn
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Open SignA Poem by Crysta K CoburnThis was written very early in the morning the day after we buried my father at a coffee shop. |
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Magnificence and RatsA Story by Crysta K CoburnThis is a bisexual story, highlighting the unique dilemmas that this small, forgotten slice of the population experiences. |
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Bar HaikuA Poem by Crysta K CoburnWritten the same time as "Drinking Alone." |
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Drinking AloneA Poem by Crysta K CoburnI wrote this right after moving back to Michigan from California. It was a dark time. |
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The OwlA Poem by Crysta K CoburnI wrote this after an encounter one night after moving to Ann Arbor. |
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ImmortalA Poem by Crysta K CoburnThe ridiculous modesty of unrequited love. |
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The Dead of San FranciscoA Story by Crysta K CoburnA vague story I seem to have lost the trail of. I tried to finish it up as best I could. It helps that I am in a similar black mood as when I started .. |
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SeptemberA Poem by Crysta K CoburnThe clouds at sunset are purple like a bruiseAs I hurtle head first toward one bloodied loveWhile another lies a thousand miles away.Why?It felt good .. |
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Fallen Prince's LamentA Poem by Crysta K CoburnLove and its uncertainty. |
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WinterfallA Poem by Crysta K CoburnWinter in San Francisco for a Michigan transplant. |