Crystal Shriner : Writing

The night we walked the city

The night we walked the city

A Poem by Crystal Shriner


Three months of spending time with you; That’s all it took. Three months of late night conversations, Laughing so hard we can’t br..
Purple is you

Purple is you

A Poem by Crystal Shriner


When I think of you, I think of the color purple. Maybe it has something to do with the fact That people say purple is royal, Or maybe it's just ..
The bridge

The bridge

A Story by Crystal Shriner


Two people meet on a bridge to commit the same thing at the same time and end up being there for the same exact reason/
When I'm Gone

When I'm Gone

A Poem by Crystal Shriner


I've had a rough life, this was one of the pieces that I wrote to help save me, I did it in the moment.