One step

One quick step is taken

your strong hands ease up

under my thin peach blouse

like aromatic essential oils

b u t

w a i t

I step





and the specks of green in your eyes

turn jade

turn wicked and fearful.

(hence the poem takes a turn)

One step away from you


I am looking right at you

you refuse to budge. You lock me

in your tight embrace and squeeze

the life out of me till I can’t breathe.

Then I want to run from you

as far away as my giraffe legs will

take me. Then I am at the door

then I am in my car. Then I am

fumbling for the keys but I already

know before I hit the highway and

make sure the distance between us

is unreachable. I know that instead

of being four steps toward you

I am

four steps away, four miles away

and what I know so clearly like the bright

sun entering my car and heating up my soul,

what I know

is that

you never call

or text

or email

like you do not even exist.

Funny enough, I like it that way.

by Christina Strigas

By Christina Strigas

Christina Strigas is a Canadian poet, raised by Greek immigrants, and has written three poetry books. Her latest, Love & Vodka, has been featured by CBC Books in, “Your Ultimate Canadian Poetry List: 68 Poetry Collections Recommended by you.”
LOVE & METAXA, her fourth poetry book is available at all online bookstores..
In her spare time, Christina enjoys foreign cinema, reading the classics, and cooking traditional Greek recipes that have been handed down from her grandmother.

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