The Glory

People keep lies in their pockets like
bubble gum packs.
I tell a lie and my heart pounds, my nose grows
I need to get spanked.
I can lie like a jazz singer,
it’s the 1920’s, sliding in humid Chicago bars.
I am a little girl, wonderfully scared
of consequences.
Nothing can be wrapped up as perfectly
as bodies, naked on blue Sunday mornings,
no year and nothing to do,
but straddle our time.

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Christina Strigas is an author and poet, raised by Greek immigrants, who has written four poetry books. Her poetry book LOVE & VODKA was featured by CBC Books in, “Your Ultimate Canadian Poetry List: 68 Poetry Collections Recommended by you.” Her most recent poetry book, LOVE & METAXA, has garnered positive reviews, including Pank Magazine. Strigas’s poems have appeared in Montreal Writes, Feminine Collective, Neon Mariposa Magazine, Pink Plastic House Journal, BlazeVOX, Thimble Lit Magazine, Twist in Time Literary Magazine, The Temz Review, and Coffin Bell Journal, among others. Her poem, “Dead Wife” was nominated for best of the net 2020. In Spring 2022, she will be releasing her fifth poetry book by Free Lines Press, a French indie magazine that publishes experimental poetry. Twitter: @christinastriga Instagram : @c.strigas_sexyasspoet Facebook: Christina Strigas Author

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