Sometimes I’m the girl that walks around all day looking like she’s worried. I catch myself doing it. When my eyes are squinting, when I’m self-inducing a headache, when my brow is caved in like an “11." Today I am the girl walking around like this, and I can’t stop. I can’t stop because that … Continue reading The Silver Winds
Author: Christina Massari
Wildflowers
It was another day lost to a fading sky. Colors along the horizon hung in the air, dissolving into clouds. The sky turned as blue as the ocean and they became two dark things, quiet in the night. Two dark things magnificent in their endlessness. There was always something special about sunsets and the vanishing … Continue reading Wildflowers
Colors in the Sky
Supernovas and sunsets fall from the sky, like wild and beautiful things. I imagine them glittering like jewels, in golden crowns of kings. I see them waiting in the darkness, a blackout to see the bright. I dream of them with colors dancing, and what reveries bring light. I hope for them for there is … Continue reading Colors in the Sky
The Hollow
The inevitable awkward silences on our first date were replaced by something lovely. Just something quiet. I wouldn’t remember if I liked my dinner. I was too consumed with watching the way his lips moved and wondering if he would ever care enough about me to know what my favorite color was. I knew he … Continue reading The Hollow
Shangri-La
Just after darkness falls, we sit between crashing ocean waves and a glowing rainbow of ferris wheel lights from the Santa Monica pier, drowned out in roller coaster screams. We are sitting above it all, our eyes wide, our faces illuminated with light. The rooftop was full of other couples who wanted to be closer … Continue reading Shangri-La
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