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Warriors
You think your heart can take no more but it surprises you with the depth of its hold it can take the madness and turn it into a flower or it can take you down a path of despair but if you hear that one true voice among the others you will pick each petal and wander into your soul.
Sense of It
You write because words make sense when everything else does not You write because you don’t need a reason You write because no one ever painted you You write because the ground can swallow you and no one notices You write because your mother left you You write because your father died You write because your child was a stillborn You write because you survived your childhood You write…
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Your spirit is heavy
for you don’t speak the truth my armour is made of steel my heart unbroken sealed with ancient words a lost language written in caves a spring of sentences to walk through questions you are chosen for reasons beyond your own logic this is where the spirit lives between sharp breaths and dying words.
You’re full of surprises
Across the room at first glance you know who is the light the rebel the Angel the first daughter or the last fathers sometimes drink too much drive away divide their love among women forget the crowns our destinies are written by God did you read yours or lock the door to your gifts what if the one who is the outcast is the one whose name you cannot forget what if every door is…
Found love
I miss writing the words that kiss me with thorns it’s a calmness like a wool skirt you never wear a stillness of your aging dog sleeping all day I don’t miss you as much as the devil wants I found the light and the sun shines on the melted snow I miss the time you caught me off guard but it’s an illusion of what could never be trapped in years of uncertainty there were moments between us…
Eyes closed
When you wake up you see how words matter I skipped through them like pebbles thrown in water anonymity is a craving like alcohol I keep saying no But want to say yes the good takes over miracles and performs acts I once lost remember the times I cried for the man who got away he would have been or not have been his tombstone marks the years I missed.
Midnight
It’s when the night begins and tragedy runs for cover I met you once in the middle of nowhere to find myself trapped by words it’s not what you think it’s what you don’t think you met me for the wrong reasons only truth matters but you crumpled it up and threw it out like trash once a week no secrets can be hidden for long no photo boxes can disappear without saying good bye I…
Hello everyone,
I joined Substack and created a newsletter. I am so excited to share with you my writing journey via the newsletter… I hope you follow my newsletter and get regular updates. It’s more of a free flow writing and I really hope you follow me there. I already wrote one about how I started my first book. Love you all & thank you for your constant support. With gratitude, Christina Strigas Here…
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A Review of Christina Strigas's LOVE & GAIA
A Review of Christina Strigas’s “Love & Gaia”
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Book Signing
I had such a deep experience at my book signing at Indigo Laval. From the first two people who approached me to the last young girl it was a connection like no other event. Most people were drawn to my table. Whoever approached me I asked them to pick a quote. I had printed some quotes from my book in small print and cut them out for fun . I told the customers who were interested to pick one.…
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