Christina Sng

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Poetry | Fiction | Art | Non-fiction | CV

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Science Fiction Poetry

Miranda, Second Place, 2017 Astronomers Without Borders Global Astronomy Month AstroPoetry Contest. First published in Dreams and Nightmares #101, 2015.

The Leviathans of Europa, Nominee, 2017 Rhysling Award (long poem)

Ode to Enceladus, Third Place, 2016 Astronomers Without Borders Global Astronomy Month AstroPoetry Contest.

The Perfect Planet, Apex Magazine Issue 84, May 2016

Twenty Years, New Myths Issue 32, September 1, 2015

Mission to Pluto, New Myths Issue 33, December 1, 2015

Science Fiction Tanka

seconds before
the asteroid hits
he finally tells me
he loves me
eye roll

--Grievous Angel, 2017, nominated for the 2018 Dwarf Stars Award

emerging
seemingly unharmed
from a wormhole
part of me wonders
am I still me

--Colorado Boulevard, 29 August 2018, nominated for the 2019 Dwarf Stars Award

Science Haiku

multiverse theory this feeling of deja vu

--Sonic Boom #9, nominated for the 2018 Dwarf Stars Award

an eternal divide
between sea and sky
the gravity of existence

--Third Place, Astronomers Without Borders Global Astronomy Month AstroPoetry Contest 2018

Scifaiku

a world
of possibilities
my cat in a box

--Star*Line 39.4, 2016

ruby sky
first day
as a Martian

--Scifaikuest 53, March 2017, nominated for the 2018 Dwarf Stars Award

Horror and Dark Fantasy Poetry

Forest Mother, Ladies of Horror Flash Project, June 2018, nominated for the 2019 Rhysling Award (Short Poem)

Grandmother Red, New Myths Issue 45, December 15, 2018

Little Red, Polu Texni, 5 September 2017

Full Moon in Yellowstone, New Myths Issue 37, December 15, 2016

Ava, New Myths Issue 36, September 1, 2016

Snow, Polu Texni, 11 April 2016

Horrorku

bloody spindle
putting another princess
under again

--Star*Line 40.1, 2017, nominated for the 2018 Dwarf Stars Award

all my nightmares
saved in the dream catcher
I hang it over your bed

--Scifaikuest, November 2018, nominated for the 2019 Dwarf Stars Award

Horrorku Sequence

LITTLE RED IN HAIKU

flash of red
through the woods
alarums

old goat
tougher than expected
long lunch

sweetness
of maraschino cherries
baby smells

roleplaying
another species
something new

calmness
tenderizes the meat
grandma not grandma

clear anomalies
the sharpness of teeth
and claws

the speed
of younglings
chest arrow

her sobs
as he fades to black
grandma bones uncovered

--Star*Line 40.4, 2017, Honourable Mention in the Best Horror of the Year Volume Ten, 2018

Contemporary English-Language Haiku

ebb tide
turtle hatchlings
chase the sea

--Honourable Mention, Irish Haiku Society's 8th International Haiku Competition 2016

drifting snowflakes
the police car's ascent
up our driveway

--Third Place, Harold G. Henderson Memorial Awards 2016

winter waves
after these long years
still swept away by you

tiniest pearl
in the oyster shell
faraway star

knotted branches
my mixed feelings
about you

--3 Haiku of Merit, World Haiku Review, Winter 2017

Senryu

gastroenteritis
we reassure Mom
it wasn't her cooking

--Honourable Mention, The 2016 San Francisco International Competition for Haiku, Senryu and Tanka

Tanka

late sunset
by the ferris wheel
I twirl
the phantom ring
around my finger

--Second Place, The 2016 San Francisco International Competition for Haiku, Senryu and Tanka

Contemporary Poetry

TOGETHER

We are all hurting
In some way--

My pain no greater
Than yours,
Nor yours, mine.

But together,
We can diminish
Our despair,

Lend each other
Comfort and care,
Ebb our pain

Into
Dissipating wisps,
And together,

Create a world
That is sublime.

--St. Charles Arts Council's Poetry in a Time of Pandemic and exhibited in the Fox Poetry Box, 2020

MOTHERS AND DAUGHTERS

Ask me about
The delicate bond between
A mother and daughter

And I could give you
A tome of grief and
A river of sadness.

For nothing breaks
A daughter like the lack
Of her mother's love.

Nothing destroys her
Like the barbs of criticism
That never stop.

They tear at her,
Peeling layers off her skin
Until she is raw from just

Being exposed to air--
It gets hard to breathe,
Let alone live.

My daughter will not
Experience all that,
I promised myself this.

She will always feel loved
And heard. My time is hers
If she needs it.

She hugs me and tells me
Her deepest secrets
And greatest wishes.

She's grown up strong
And steely-willed
And she knows who she is.

Ask me about
The strong bond between
A mother and daughter.

And I will give you
A tome of hope and
A river of healing.

--Sing Lit Insta Takeover, 2020