I thought myself the queen unflinching, never unnerved not to be usurped loyal to the king, sacrificing lessor for more time on the board. I thought you the king, false bravado, always hiding or on the run never to be outdone content in pomp a man of circumstance. How sad it was to be played … Continue reading Just a piece.
I had all and then most of you Some and now none of you Take me back to the night we met I don't know what I'm supposed to do Haunted by the ghost of you Oh, take me back to the night we met When the night was full of terrors And your eyes … Continue reading This.
The OCD poet was the first thing I shared with him. Neil Hilborn in his spoken word genius performance, expressing everything I couldn't. I remember thinking to myself "is he going to think I'm weird? Crazy? Is he going to think poetry is stupid? Is it going to resonate with him the way it sat … Continue reading We shared
Oh there are times when you know you just have to write. Today is one of those days. My boyfriend took this photo on one of our many weekend adventures. He and I had gone to a nude beach to enjoy a little sunshine and a little salt. It was his first time and it … Continue reading Shameless Survivor
I'm not okay today. In fact, I haven't been okay for a few weeks, but the last six days in particular have been absolute hell. My depression seems to have grown exponentially and what I was once describing as a sleeping dog lately seems to have grown three heads and reminds me of Fluffy from … Continue reading Not okay
I watched the video I made titled "My Amazing Life" again for the first time in a long while and it shook me. There smack dab in the middle of my spoken word about the gratitude I felt for my life... was him. My rapist. I had to pause the video. I stared into the … Continue reading The irony of my amazing life…
I am so honored to be the recipient of the 2018 ArtsFest Literary Competition for Adult Poetry with my piece titled: Magic Dragon: https://christiepage808.wordpress.com/2016/04/05/dragon-kite/ The world needs more poets, there is beauty in pain and there is healing in beauty. Make your life a life of art and if you have to suffer, suffer beautifully. … Continue reading Award Announcement
To say I've gained a significant amount of weight since my rape on September 16, 2017 is a bit of an understatement. My story can be found here... https://christiepage808.wordpress.com/2018/02/09/sexual-assualt-in-the-military-an-open-letter-to-the-united-states-air-force-trigger-warning/ Originally when my raped happened I couldn't eat at all, but I also couldn't leave the sanctity of my house either. It was something I didn't … Continue reading woman lost
"I had bits of memories, like scraps of paper pressed between the novels of what I knew to be true, that hid tiny truths within my pages whispered between bruises and never quite scratched the surface, never settled as deep as the blows." My truth was that I was so comfortable living in my pain … Continue reading The power of forgiveness