About the Author:
My name is Christina. Weird stuff happens to me... Sometimes I hear other peoples thoughts and I enjoy philosophizing life in my own bubble of autism. I am an artist by night and also a creature of such. Some people think I'm dumb, but some people are fools. I am very, very curious. Fox really is my last name. Thank you kindly, good night.

Poetry by Christina Fox

Jackpot

It's another rollover
And it's me who wins the jackpot
Even though I can't see your face
I know you're looking
This is all I need to remember
Your intangible chord
Rings down this cup and string
But once you said too soon
And I took my home of snail shell
Weight on my back
Now I'm the wait on yours
Till you turn in the morning
And say
It is today.


                               --Christina Fox


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