Christy Munson

Joined March 2021

187 stories

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My words expose what I find real and worth exploring.

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Unbearable
we carried hope out in paper bags unscrewed the crib, boxed up onesies abandoned pink bunnies and baby blue giraffes and
By Christy Munsonabout a year ago in Poets
Kerosene
Splashing Kerosene, you flicked my Bic As I lay choking, craving rain Laughter tumbled from your lips Plastic bits smoldering
By Christy Munsonabout a year ago in Poets
Hello!
Hello and thank you for reading my letter. I'm honored to have a few moments of your time, and am pleased to connect with you as an ally.
By Christy Munson2 years ago in Pride
Homecoming. Top Story - July 2024.
I surprised a stranger on my doorstep late one summer night, well after 2 o'clock in the morning. She had my spare key in her hands. Her fingers were fumbling with the lock, but she was undeterred.
By Christy Munson2 years ago in Confessions
Never Alone. Runner-up in Dialogue Poetry Challenge. Top Story - June 2024.
Read me a bedtime story? Pleeeeease? Just one? I would if I could, Love. Come tuck me in, Momma? The darkness is endless. Endless and cold.
By Christy Munson2 years ago in Poets
Castle O'Carry
Castle O'Carry Oh, carry me back Back to the days The days before you ~*~ Before you were someone Someone to love me Love me and leave me
By Christy Munson2 years ago in Poets
Hunger. Content Warning.
hunger curls round fingers fingering an empty plate I starve clinging to the crumbled promise of you what provocative air you envelope me in
By Christy Munson2 years ago in Poets
Time I Had Some Time Alone
Anyone else would have sidestepped the trap You want to argue til I come undone I tried to tell you, the whole world is flat
By Christy Munson2 years ago in Poets
Ants
they turn my world upside down but I love watching ants go marching in hard shelled saints scurrying as April's rain clouds
By Christy Munson2 years ago in Poets
Two Rubies
Teachers held the doors closed. Neighbors carried hateful signs and marched. Parents screams vulgarities. One mother swore to poison her. Students lined the concrete path that led to the double-doors that opened into our classrooms. Some jeered. Others threw things. A few spat. One taunted her with a baby doll in a coffin. All of them shouted.
By Christy Munson2 years ago in Fiction
And the winner is...
That Was Fun! ❣️ We did it. We created something magnificent together. With this announcement of the Winners' Circle, Munson's Microfiction - My Tears Need a Minute draws to an end.
By Christy Munson2 years ago in Writers
Sunday Spirits
Mary, warm your stone soul Through the glass pours morning light We’re in our prime, and you’re a star You are my drink, my recipe, my cure
By Christy Munson2 years ago in Poets