Cristal S.

Joined February 2025

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I've noticed that when I follow the path I enjoy most, I often end up swimming upstream. So here I am, right in the middle of it – writing about it all and more. ♡

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Now, imagine this – you have a list of things to do, deadlines to meet. You shimmy your butt into the familiar dent in your favourite corner of the sofa, open your laptop, take a sip of your coffee and swallow it with a quiet 'ah'.
By Cristal S.10 months ago in Poets
Inside Joke
This one is for everybody who enjoys their alone time, and loves spending a night in. Seemingly alone, but never lonely.
By Cristal S.10 months ago in Poets
Storm in Sundress
They think me an angel, they think me a fairy. Get stuck in the tangles, or be cautious, be wary. Listen when they say, keep away, keep away,
By Cristal S.10 months ago in Poets
Unapologetically Bloomed
❀ ❀ ❀ Love, don’t ever let them stop you from reaching for the sun. Don’t ever let them tell you it’s too hard,
By Cristal S.10 months ago in Poets
Lovable me
A while back, there was a little experiment on someone’s Facebook page. It asked you to jot down all the things you love – everything and anything that comes to mind.
By Cristal S.10 months ago in Humans
Fulfilled. Complete.. Top Story - May 2025.
Baby, be the stylus, delicate, precise. Feel the grooves, run your tip along the textured surface. Find the rhythm, find the pace,
By Cristal S.10 months ago in Poets
A Second to Go
The prompt: write a brief fiction piece which, without context, carries the feeling that it could serve as both the prologue and epilogue of a larger story.
By Cristal S.10 months ago in Fiction
Perroon
Red bricks layered with damp grey cement, the edges of the steps for years have been spent. The cracked glass front on a bulletin board,
By Cristal S.10 months ago in Poets
Mother's Words
Sunday morning, early on, long before the crack of dawn. It seemed as if the clouds were drawn, she knew it was a sign of storm.
By Cristal S.11 months ago in Poets
Not tonight
Since I’m just about the furthest thing from a singer, I knew there was no way I’d be posting a video of myself singing this song.
By Cristal S.11 months ago in Beat
Don't Shoot the Messenger. Honorable Mention in 500 Word Shockwave Challenge.
I grabbed my bag, laptop, papers and a granola bar, and flew out the door. I waved to my neighbour but lowered my hand when I saw her stern look as she sharply yanked her son next to her by his hood.
By Cristal S.11 months ago in Fiction
Inconveniently Yours
I hope you get your sweater sleeve stuck on front door handle. At an unexpected power outage you can’t find a single candle.
By Cristal S.11 months ago in Poets