Muscadine Lines: A Southern Journal


Crystal Elisa Andrews

If time could stand still,
Shall I pick the moment?
I could put it
In a jar somewhere,
Hidden away for days like this.
The feeling of your fingers in mine,
The warmth of your skin,
The tingle of my body when you held me,
The salty taste of your skin when I kissed you.
The pounding of my heart,
The surge of warmth that rushed over my lips.
If time could stand still,
That would be my moment.
The clock was blinking
Bold numbers flashing red
I couldn’t read the time they said
Sheets were twisted at the foot of the bed
Tied in knots around my heart and your head.


Crystal Elisa Andrews is an aspiring writer and poet. Born in Alabama, she spent much of her childhood in Mississippi. She originally began writing poetry as an outlet and often bases her writing on personal experiences and places she’s been. She currently resides in Houston, Texas, with her husband; dog, Dixie; cat, Pixie; and fish, Pip.

© Crystal Elisa Andrews

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