Tag Archives: Christine Tran
Saturday, March 27th 2010
The Johnsonville Press Daily Edition Today’s Submission by: Alex Giannattasio 1. Recommendation of the Day: Anthony Bourdain’s No Reservations – If you like images of beautiful countryside, snarky New Jersey… Read more
Pollifax: Forging a Niche – Sidney Cooper
It started out as just a passionate conversation between two people about writing and the growing arts community in New Brunswick, New Jersey.
Christine Tran, 21, senior at Rutgers University, writes poetry and is active in the poetry community and local politics. Kevin Olitan, 22, recent graduate of Rutgers University is involved with the music community, local art organizations, and university-affiliated creative art programs.
She spent her summer in Berlin exploring the nightlife, architecture and art; he thought he was destined to write useless poetry and fiction and mindlessly play guitar in his room all day and night.
Meet the Pollifax Crew and More at Alfa Art Gallery
Upcoming Events: March 26, (Friday) – 7pm-11pm – POLLIFAX at Alfa March 27, (Saturday) – 2pm-4pm – “The Contemporary Relevance of the Renaissance Palette” – a lecture by Michael Price… Read more
the all-knowing ~ Monica l. and Christine Tran
– contradictory perplexities settled on the fringe of thoughts my gums had been bleeding on and off for two days now i think i’m dying , but i think that… Read more
Twitter Trend – Christine Tran
In the Fall of 2008, I predicted that Twitter would be the next big thing for companies as a means of directly communicating with consumers:
Writing My Own Obituary ~ christine tran
involuntary movements crumble and crackle. and pop! let me redefine myself in my own words,
Untitled #3 ~ Christine Tran
1. i live in a house and never unpacked dust has settled between cluttered mess i found a box of molded books my house flooded once, i guess
A New Poem from Germany by Christine Tran
it was snowing down AdalbertstraBe – patches of white puff lay lightly on the root’s soil as an apple rots from the disposable mouth of man.
The Golden Hour – A Poem by Christine Tran
may 26 2009 – 1. i enter the fresh golden hour – warmth seeping through doorways wind breezes beside our words pushed out effortlessly. foreign voices surroundings simply muddle my… Read more
Stranger – Christine Tran
feeling polluted, convoluted, alienation to one’s place, one’s home, a homeland lost, outside of the fence,
