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Christopher Miguel Flakus

Writer | Professor of Creative Writing | Translator | Poet

Christopher Miguel Flakus is a writer, professor, translator, and poet whose literary journey spans continents and cultures. Born with a deep-rooted passion for storytelling, Christopher has dedicated his life to the craft of writing and the exploration of its power to elevate marginalized voices. Fluent in both English and Spanish, he writes, publishes, and teaches in both languages with equal command, drawing from a wealth of lived experience that bridges the U.S. and Mexico...

Writing And Recognition

Writing | Awards | and Literary Contributions

Christopher Miguel Flakus is a writer, poet, translator, and professor of creative writing based in Washington, DC. He holds an MFA in Fiction from the University of Houston (2022) and a BA in English from the University of Houston-Downtown (2018), with additional studies at St. Edward’s, St. Thomas, and Lone Star College.

His work has earned several honors...

Flight of the Chicxulub

Secret Chiefs of Xochipili

As the second book in the series, “Flight of the Chicxulub: Secret Chiefs of Xochipili undergoes the germination of its first draft, Halloween approaches. I was recently asked what my favorite horror story was and who my favorite horror author was. The answer was a no-brainer:

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Election Night

Election Night

Radial glow of the automaton

Growth comes in spurts

This may be our last hour

Weird shadows cripple streetlights

Halogen washes all colors clean

I taste blood, sharp as aluminum

Orange suntan cataclysm

Legalize results Results first

In New York the crowd chants:

“We hateMuslimss, we hate blacks, we want our country back!”

Is this how The end Creeps upon us?

Waves of maddened masses drunk on hate

Xixitla

Xixitla, Rainforest outside San Luis Potosi, 1954 :

Plutarco leads me through the jungle. There, beneath a canopy of rain forest where my many birds swim through the air from one great stone to another I feel the joy of exile singing through the jungle and I am pleased. Birds like fireworks scream with color and Plutarco is also pleased. This Xanadu is our legacy and both of us are pleased.

WAR STORIES

“The most intolerable pain is caused by prolonging the keenest pleasure.” -George Bernard Shaw

“My name is Chris, I’m a drug addict and an alcoholic and today I’m feeling…hopeful.”

I don’t know if I’m really feeling hopeful but I say that I am. I say it because I need to say something when the group leader calls on me. It’s required by the treatment center. I say it, because I am too exhausted to go into how...

Bloggin’ on The Telegraph

Hey all! Check out my new blog on The Telegraph, Beatnik Jailbird. I intend to write about a variety of topics. My first post, A Writer’s Curse, is up if you’d like to take a look. Thanks for following!

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Dead Song

Winter is winding to an end and

The leaves are like Russian Dolls in the wind

Your stepfather tried to do something

Inappropriate and

Now everything is crashing down

There have been six bad months preceding this

And cold and shivers

St· Christopher Consigned to a Mountain of Trash

Allowed to return again with books and coffee

And already late now going on fifteen minutes…

Cigarettes, and papers, a pen, all my things in order

Only now I’m missing my keys, as integral to movement as the will to move itself

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