Poetry by Christine Andersen
I don’t want to be the person
who colors outside the lines.
I want to be the one who lifts them from the page
scallops and twists and folds
until there is a butterfly
perched on my outstretched palm.
Be the one who blows the parting kiss.
Christine Andersen is a retired dyslexia specialist who hikes daily through the CT woods with her hounds. The changing New England seasons inspire her poems. Publications include Comstock, Octillo, American Writers and Awakenings Reviews, Glimpse, Dash, Months to Years and upcoming in Glassworks and Evening Street Press.
