Christina Perry
Bio
Christina is a traveler, a dreamer and a poet. Her writing is often influened by her work as a speech-language pathologist in Northern Manitoba with First Nations peoples.
Stories (18/0)
The Truth of Bees
The CV2 2-Day Poem Contest, is an annual event put on by the Winnipeg-based journal, Contemporary Verse 2. A list of 10 words, often made up of archaic ones, is released on the specified Friday in April, precisely at 12am-midnight, from which point you have 48 hours to create a poem containing each word, in the form given by the contest organizers.
By Christina Perry4 years ago in Poets
Reaffirming Life in a Time of Pandemic
On Monday, April 6, 2020, Prime Minister Jacinda Ardern of New Zealand, became the first world leader to declare the Easter Bunny an "essential worker" who's job of hiding Easter eggs and assorted treats would occur without government restriction during the 2020 coronavirus outbreak. Leaders of other countries around the globe quickly followed and as of this evening, April 12—Easter—it appears that the annual delivery of Easter baskets to children worldwide has gone off in as normal a manner as possible. Is there something especially important about this rabbit: the secular symbol of the Christian season of Easter? Well, yes and no.
By Christina Perry4 years ago in Futurism
California Copacetic
The CV2 2-Day Poem Contest, is an annual event put on by the Winnipeg-based journal, Contemporary Verse 2. A list of 10 words, often made up of archaic ones, is released on the specified Friday in April, precisely at 12am-midnight, from which point you have 48 hours to create a poem containing each word, in the form given by the contest organizers.
By Christina Perry4 years ago in Poets
More than Enough
There I was, sitting at my kitchen table, blissfully watching a video on fireflies. The sheer brilliance and magic of their performance nearly brought me to tears. With theatrical elegance and choreography to rival that of my city’s renowned Royal Winnipeg Ballet, tiny, winged dancers darted and flickered through each Grande Jeté, each Pirouette, with ethereal perfection across a forest stage of moss and lichens. In my state of revelry I barely noticed that my son had entered the room and stood watching, the fireflies, over my shoulder.
By Christina Perry4 years ago in Psyche
Living with the "Beast"
Living with the “Beast” Coronavirus and its impact on domestic violence When I was a young girl of 10 or 11 years, my mother shared a story with me. As a newly-wed young woman some 20 years before, she had decided to stop in unannounced for a visit with her sister-in-law after shopping one day. As she walked up the pathway towards an open front door, she could hear through the screen door the sound of angry yelling, sobbing, and her sister-in-law’s voice begging her husband to stop beating her. “What did you do?” I asked with wide-eyed concern. “Nothing,” replied my mother. “I turned around and got back in my car. I’d always known Nita* had married an asshole.”
By Christina Perry4 years ago in Humans