I'm pleased to say I've won an honorable mention in the Dreamers Creative Writing 2020 Haiku Contest! I submitted on a whim, but I really do like my little poem. While I love writing poetry (especially formal poetry), I don't consider myself a poet. I do like poetic language, and try to incorporate some of … Continue reading News: Dreamers 2020 Haiku Contest
Last week I bought a new dress. It took me a long time to make up my mind to buy it. It’s not my usual thing. It’s red and fitted – no, downright snug – and cut alarmingly low in the front. It’s sophisticated and sexy. The fabric has just enough give that it’s comfortable, … Continue reading Fashion forward
Untie these knots; unbind these silken cords, and let my heart beat freely. Let the blood return to sleeping limbs. Remind my skin— re-teach me how to feel. Just let me breathe, and I will take you in, your breath and mine entangled—intermingled—each exhale a testament to what we have enjoyed: my name upon your … Continue reading Reweaving
When we were small you pushed my Radio Flyer down the hill. It landed in the brook, dented and wheels up. I dragged that broken thing around until it fell apart. Should have guessed then what you would do to my heart.
He only cooks when he's angry. Seared scallops. Chicken, breaded and pan-fried. Anything that sizzles, to drown out my excuses. Tonight it’s steak, blackened, medium-rare. He serves it up in silence and I eat. Each mouthful tastes like ash. Each bite burns.
Christine Hanolsy 