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The Art inMe


if you could just dare to fuck the art in me the kind of sex that would put us both on fire. the part where you never leave in the morning. i disappoint you all the time, with my past, my present, …

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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.

14 replies on “The Art inMe”

Just hold you in the arms tight
Let the breath tell you all
The skin touches will make you feel
The love this heart contains for you
Past present future is of no value
As you and me in present be
Lost in each other
Becoming one

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There’s something very primal, visceral about the word fuck and your use of it. Your art is you and you are your art, and to desire someone to take the two as one is also visceral. Wonderful poem, Chrissy.

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