• kristina commented on the post, deity 3 years, 5 months ago

    Her laughter hung in the air like dandelion spores on a warm summer breeze. Hair, the color of sunflowers, seemed to float in the grass around her. A summer goddess, the mother Earth–I was in love.

  • kristina commented on the post, whom 3 years, 6 months ago

    “Is it whom or who?”
    “Well, what’s the context?” Alexa responded, picking at the dirt underneath her fingernails.
    “Uh.. To whom it may concern?”
    “Sure. Sounds good. Just send the thing already.”
    Lucas looked up at her, unsure if she was joking or not. Her constant monotone made it difficult to tell. “Should we really be emailing a bomb threat?”

  • kristina commented on the post, buddha 3 years, 7 months ago

    My sophomore year of college, I became a Buddhist. I understand how cliche that sounds. But you have to understand–I was lost and looking for a place where I belonged. Wandering around the city one day, I came across what I later found out was a Buddhist temple. There was a public courtyard behind it, surrounded by pear trees. Benches and…[Read more]

  • kristina commented on the post, mixtape 3 years, 7 months ago

    He pressed the cool plastic into the palm of her hand.
    “What is it?” she asked, unable to look for herself because of his firm grip on her wrist.
    “Remember the night we spent on the roof? Right after my dad died?”
    “When I’m gone, I want you to climb up to that same spot. I want you to listen to it on that old cassette player we…[Read more]

  • kristina commented on the post, academic 3 years, 7 months ago

    She hadn’t gone to college, despite graduating at the top of her class with honors. She hadn’t even applied to any colleges, to be entirely honest. The sad truth was that she was too afraid of failing to ever even bother trying. Working at the local factory in her rural hometown had never been the plan, but it seemed safe. That’s what everyone…[Read more]

  • kristina commented on the post, delivery 3 years, 8 months ago

    He pushed the bike along the pavement, checking the scrap of paper in his hand for the umpteenth time. The house number read 208, but the buildings told a different story. 207 and 209 touched each other, with nothing in between but a rusted dumpster.

  • kristina commented on the post, geometric 5 years, 11 months ago

    I just wrote a poem about geometric shapes being imprinted in the human subconscious today, so this is a pleasant surprise. Geometric lovers. SHE GETS DRESSED UP LIKE A PILLOW, SO SHE’S ALWAYS IN BED~ FLOWERS FOR THE SICK AND DEAD. Dr. Dog, dudes.

  • kristina commented on the post, canopy 6 years ago

    The uppermost canopy floated like green clouds, leaves dancing silently in a warm breeze. Birds of every color and size–red, purple, blue, green, yellow–sang together, a harmony set to the late August sunset.

  • kristina commented on the post, cinematic 6 years ago

    You slapped me across the face. What a rude awakening for a sixteen year old girl, young and “in love.” When you pushed me out of the car, I thought that was it. But you left me there. You left me, alone, past midnight on the side of a dark country road. You stole everything I ever had. Looking back on it, our break up was almost cinematic.…[Read more]

  • kristina commented on the post, unfaithful 6 years ago

    “Ryan, I–,”
    “Save it.”
    “I love you, Ryan. I do.”
    “If you loved me, you wouldn’t have run off with HIM.”
    “Well, I loved him, too, once. And I was confused. It’s not an excuse, I know. But he really messed me up. I was SIXTEEN, and he just left me, in the dark, on the side of the road. And I hadn’t seen him since. Until last month. I…[Read more]

  • kristina commented on the post, brisk 6 years ago

    The brisk autumn air filled her lungs with needles. She couldn’t focus on the cold, not today. She had more important issues to worry about. A rusty pick up truck passed her and her thoughts immediately turned to Jed. What would he be doing right now? Would he be thinking about her? And, if he knew why she waited in the shaded corner of…[Read more]

  • kristina commented on the post, suicidal 6 years ago

    I spent eight days in that part of the hospital that no one ever really goes to. Way off in the back corner–you wouldn’t be able to find it if you didn’t know it was there. I had macaroni and cheese for every meal. I used to love mac and cheese. Not so much anymore. Everyone else in there was just like me. We’d sit and watch TV, in silence,…[Read more]

  • kristina commented on the post, genetics 6 years ago

    “Don’t worry about it, it’s in your jeans.”
    “Like, genetics? My mom was a stoner so I am, too?”
    Wendy gave the other girl a sideways glare. “No. The bud is in your JEANS. The denim ones.”

  • kristina commented on the post, flee 6 years ago

    She prayed the hinges of the cage wouldn’t squeak as she ever-so-carefully eased the small door open. Henry wrinkled his pink nose at her in confusion.
    “You’re free to flee now! Go!” She shoo-ed him out of the cage.

  • kristina commented on the post, braid 6 years, 1 month ago

    She flicked her braid over her shoulder and lined the sight up with the target, bout 50 yards away. The rifle chilled her hands, and the thought of what it could really do to something other than a target made her shudder involuntarily.

  • kristina commented on the post, songwriter 6 years, 1 month ago

    I have an idea for a virtual songwriter app. You enter the words you want to use, maybe a line, and then the style of music. The app will then write a song for you, in the genre you chose, including your key words/phrases. It’s basically the music industry at the palm of your hands.

  • kristina commented on the post, scalp 6 years, 1 month ago

    “Hold still! I’m trying not to stain your scalp. Or your clothes. Or the entire bathroom, for that matter.”
    “I don’t care, it burns!” Alyssa pulled tighter on the towel around her neck, praying that the blue hair dye didn’t end up on her skin, again. She couldn’t handle four more months of being called “smurf.”

  • kristina commented on the post, stampede 6 years, 1 month ago

    She sat at the oaken desk, a bead of sweat trickling down her forehead. She stared at the clock as the second hand slowly, slowly, slowly ticked to the large number twelve. A bell began buzzing incessantly, and the moment she had been waiting for arrived.
    A herd of crazed first graders stampeded into the room, shouting and cajoling.

  • kristina commented on the post, parachute 6 years, 1 month ago

    “We could parachute it.” Tori split the lines of Molly with her student ID.
    “What’s that?”
    Tori finished making the neat little rows and looked up at the other two girls. “You fold it up in a small square of tissue and then swallow it with some water.”

  • kristina commented on the post, date 6 years, 1 month ago

    “I’ll take an order of the stuffed dates, please.”
    “Really, dates? You like dates?”
    “Um,” Anita hesitated. Did he not like dates? Should she not have ordered that?
    A broad smile caused the corner of Chad’s eyes to crinkle. “Because I love dates! Make that two orders.”