was the end of a jazz song sounded like crickets roaring like brass they were voyeurs in the wind old ladies hike their skirts up throw spice into the air thick tongues wanting to feel alive bloated from whiskey and peanut dust the moist blanket drapes from the windowsill I sleep well tonight
Cristina Van Orden Cristina Van Orden received her BA in English at Seattle Pacific University and is currently an MFA candidate for Creative Writing at Antioch University Los Angeles. Cristina lives on the edge of the city where she divides her time between caring for her beautiful family and freelance. Her work is forthcoming in Silver Needle Press.
