Christine

Joined December 2021

18 stories

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I currently reside in NC, born and raised in WA. I’m a mother, a software manager, a lover of nature and a writer. My greatest hope is to bring peace, love and compassion to the world my children will inherit.

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Mother
I track the moon phases And watch the glow - Or lack thereof - Follow a familiar flow. A cycle of consistency, Nature in its simplest form.
By Christine about 2 hours ago in Poets
I am not.
I am not who I say I am. not who you see me as. my words forming description were derived from an inadequately prescribed prescription.
By Christine about 2 hours ago in Poets
Blueprints
It was only here for the time I couldn’t see past… But it was mine. When yesterday is still tomorrow. When Hope and fantasy made no room for sorrow, It was here.
By Christine 10 months ago in Poets
Calm Down
Left the live I had To nuke all targets down. You’re a player in this set. Sound test. You ready yet? …palette swapped.
By Christine about a year ago in Poets
wake the wounded warrior
power isn’t pretty, practical or tame. once here as a pristine, poignant drop of rain, now dreams with the devil…he goes by your name.
By Christine about a year ago in Poets
Hush Little Baby
She rocked me gently, singing “hush little baby,” In her syrupy-sweet version of the song. Little though I was, I can still hear that comforting hum.
By Christine about a year ago in Poets
Spinning
I do not want to talk to you. And I know these words don’t matter either. Irrelevant. Pointless. Going in straight line circles.
By Christine about a year ago in Poets
Dear Karma,
I’m listening. I’m here and I’m hearing. Your words aren’t slow enough for me to interpret with bias, so they’re thrown hard. And land soft. Embrace but rarely puncture my soul.
By Christine about a year ago in Poets
Warning Signs
Is it the comraderie in sin or a feeling from deeper within? Don’t take warnings as challenges. Turn your own pages. We all have broken stages.
By Christine about a year ago in Poets
Demons
…..but I was before. Before I became soulless. The survival instinct humans are born with Is us holding on to our Animalistic roots.
By Christine 2 years ago in Poets
Elements at the Summer Palace
Glistening on trees Lapping my feet like the sea Breeze sets my soul free.
By Christine 3 years ago in Poets
The Trap
Names changed to protect the identities of those involved. Shoved against the side of her closet, on the second to bottom shelf, lay a crumpled stack of notebook papers. The paper came from a hand-bound notebook. Raya purchased it at a niche art store outside of Atlanta.
By Christine 3 years ago in Fiction

Christine

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Mother

I am not.

Blueprints

Calm Down

wake the wounded warrior

Hush Little Baby

Spinning

Dear Karma,

Warning Signs

Demons

Elements at the Summer Palace

The Trap

Achievements (1)