“I never know what I think about something until I read what I’ve written on it.” – William Faulkner
>like a falling feather i drift without direction yet somehow, i always land in a moment of perfection while i sit here with my eyes…
>Arrogance Brings forth Confusion Determining Everyone else’s Fortune Grieves me Harangues me Intrigues me Jostles my mind Kindred spirits Leave me Mystified Needing Openness Placation…
After 12 hours Becoming what I loathe Could it hurt anymore? Determined to overcome Excedrin is my friend Finish me off Give my daughter the…
>would it not be amazing to discover that, unbeknownst to you, you had entertained angels at some point in your life? or that you had…

I’m Christi, and I have been writing, well, since I learned to write as a little girl. I learned in my 40’s that writing saves lives and sanity, and that is exactly why I am still here.