Christiane Winter
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Science fiction, horror, and dark comedy enthusiast. D&D + RPG afficionado. Like all aspiring authors, I have hundreds of stories, and almost none have been finished.
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There's fear in places it doesn't belong. I wonder why that is? The softest spoken sound can inspire terror- shivers, like knives on the toes of ballerinas, carving their way up my spine, stopping at my throat, silencing my voice with the threat of reality- don't scream, they'll hear you
By Christiane Winterabout a year ago in Poets
The Sins of My Father. Top Story - July 2024.
My Father chases the bottom of a bottle like it holds the universes best kept secrets. He's not a religious man; raised Lutheran, but he finds his Hail Mary's in the ecstasy of poison. He drinks from it, it drinks from him, and there he finds ritual in his God- this my body, and I give it up for you.
By Christiane Winterabout a year ago in Poets
All's Fare
Things get left on the New York subway system all the time. A drunk co-ed abandons her purse after a night of binge-drinking overpriced picklebacks at a hole in the wall bar on the Lower East Side. She schlepped all the way from Brooklyn, so it sits abandoned on the L train- she doesn't worry about anything beyond nursing her hangover; the ID was fake, anyway.
By Christiane Winter2 years ago in Fiction
The value of a human life. Top Story - January 2024. Content Warning.
What is the value of a human life? It must be high, because we don't have the rights to ourselves. I can't kill myself, that would be selfish. ___ loves me too much to bear that, i'm told. Not to mention ___, and ___, and ___, and ___ and ___ and ____ and any number of ___'s who assign me as theirs.
By Christiane Winter2 years ago in Poets
Into the waves
Saltwater swirled around my outstretched fingers, the chill of the October brine prickling at my ashen skin. The pallid grey-green sky and the eerily calm flow of the tides signaled that a storm was coming- i'd need to batten down the hatches.
By Christiane Winter2 years ago in Chapters
