Kristine verrier
Bio
Discovering myself has been a lifelong journey for me, one I believe will never actually end, at 28 I have discovered I can write, and I have joined vocal to explore this new found passion and talent with as many people that will listen.
Stories (8/0)
- Top Story - February 2022
Text meTop Story - February 2022
Today’s technology makes finding love easier yet somehow so much harder than it used to be. My generation is so used to dating apps, snapchat, Facebook and even Tiktok posing new love ventured and possibilities every single day. Yet with social anxiety on the rise with the younger generation (mine included) it is more and more common for couples to not meet in person for quite some time or in some cases ever.
By Kristine verrier2 years ago in Poets
Fly high
This isn’t the life you wished for. This isn’t the body you hoped for. This isn’t the world you were meant for. It was the summer of 2014, Fremantle town centre, it’s the little details that have stuck with you. you remember how the light warm breeze felt on your back, as you were wearing a blue summer dress with brown flat sand shoes and your hair falling around your shoulders in a chaotic and flimsy way. The cars driving past as you stand on the corner of the street just out the front of your favourite coffee shop, not paying attention you crossed the street without seeing the beat up station wagon going too fast for this slow street, the last thing you remember wasn’t the pain caused by the car hitting you but the light that came with it, the flash of light as your world got turned upside down and all the colours mixed with the burn of the sun, that bright, messy, colourful, sharp flash of light, then suddenly it was dark.
By Kristine verrier2 years ago in Fiction
Red Tahlia
Princess Tahlia has never felt at peace in her kingdom… she’s bored and is never allowed to talk to anyone except her maid Aubrie, but Aubrie can be rather boring at times. With boredom comes the thought of escaping, even for just one evening this crosses her mind often, almost everyday but she never goes through with it… that’s about to change.
By Kristine verrier2 years ago in Fiction
