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we wrap ourselves in layers of scratchy blankets for the third time in as many hours _____ I cannot get enough _____
By Christy Munson12 days ago in Poets
whisked you away to alpine adventures to restore your balance and reawaken your appetite for life on the adrenaline-fueled edge
By Christy Munson13 days ago in Poets
After years of trial and error I have become capable of wizard’s math: I can count on my fingers and toes who loves me
he says, “Nothing’s wrong, Sugar, so quit'yer fussing and git on back inside” she wipes her split lower lip picks up her Dr. Pepper and a half-eaten Snickers bar
By Christy Munson13 days ago in Fiction
He checks his watch. Speaks flatly, at me, no generosity of spirit escaping his deadpan eyes. He makes a meal out of me. "This'll take a minute." He mumbles, not looking up from his paperwork.
When did I stop Listening to you Knowing your voice Praising your god Hearing your heart ache Watching your hands play piano
By Christy Munson14 days ago in Poets
Papa Daddy drove his big green station wagon with wood paneling on the sides made me sit in the backseat in the middle
Petal placed between Sheets of aged hard bound leather Preserved for you, dear ******** Copyright © 04/13/2024 by Christy Munson. All rights reserved.
Happy Birthday, Me! Sorry, dear Noah Kahan, but it's time for Vermont's "Season of the Sticks" to take a backseat to Virginia's Season of the Sneeze.
By Christy Munson14 days ago in Feast
This story follows on to When Pennies Rattle. While each short story can be read separately, if you plan to read both, to avoid spoilers, I recommend starting with Pennies and then continuing with Lola.
By Christy Munson15 days ago in Fiction
Wet shoulders fallen Sloppy shoes untied but now Rush to catch the train ********* Copyright © 04/12/2024 by Christy Munson. All rights reserved.
By Christy Munson15 days ago in Poets
homeward bound and yet a song inside my heart aches linger in this land ********* Copyright © 04/12/2024 by Christy Munson. All rights reserved.