Cristina E. MCcombs : Writing

Crossroad

Crossroad

A Poem by Cristina E. MCcombs


My mother is white. Skin so soft it looks like it's never been kissed by the sun. Her eyes a pale blue, like a sea you'd get lost in if you stared to ..
Great Love Stories...

Great Love Stories...

A Poem by Cristina E. MCcombs


They write great stories about love About sacrifice About the sacrifice of love Millions of pages filled with brokenness Romeo and Juliet paris..
Talking to my self ....

Talking to my self ....

A Poem by Cristina E. MCcombs


I wrote this late one night after i had a dream where i was talking to myself.... I asked numerous questions... Wrote down the ones i remembered and t..
Cigarette Conversations series..

Cigarette Conversations series..

A Poem by Cristina E. MCcombs


Cigarette coversations #1 (why do you smoke?) I never intended to start smoking,I hated it actually.But I found myself looking for something to fi..
It kills me...

It kills me...

A Poem by Cristina E. MCcombs


kills me how you can feel so deeply for someone How you can notice every detail of the outline of their face How song lyrics make more sense when yo..
To Whom It May Concern ...

To Whom It May Concern ...

A Poem by Cristina E. MCcombs


I wrote this poem for a class in highschool. I really hated the kind of writer i was back then. However this poem was one of the ones I really liked a..
Love can...

Love can...

A Poem by Cristina E. MCcombs


I realize now love is unpredictable. Love can come in many forms. Love can be a freckled faced, hair that has been kissed by the son, boy who calls y..
War

War

A Poem by Cristina E. MCcombs


There is this war inside me,and comfort is a hell of a drug .it's everything i thought it would beand i find myself stuck .they say misery loves compa..