Poem
Kintsugi
I am the bowl,
the break,
and the gold between.
Poet · Writer · Creator
Kristina
Gaskins
“The narrative of life, through my eyes.”
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A Brief Introduction
I write to remember
what the world keeps trying to forget.
A daughter of the South, a student of stillness. My work lives in the small, careful spaces between grief and gladness — where the broken seam, re-stitched in gold, becomes the most beautiful part of the cloth.
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Sunday Hands
My mother taught me
to fold the linen
the way she folded prayer —
with patience for the creases.
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