Climb a mountain
with the thorns
of singing roses
on your lips
kiss me slowly
true and quiet
so I’ll learn
the pain of love
Poem by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
The Truest Thing We’d Ever Known by Cardboard cities
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Climb a mountain
with the thorns
of singing roses
on your lips
kiss me slowly
true and quiet
so I’ll learn
the pain of love
Poem by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
The Truest Thing We’d Ever Known by Cardboard cities
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With
hands of Bronze and golden voice
she strikes a fear into your bones
a crown of velvet
red and mean
burns shadows
on both
sand and sea
a storm of vicious hell and fire
splits through all she deems unclean
goodbye, goodbye
to joy
to love
for only pain will please the queen
by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
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A large, heavy building whose place is in the sky with things that fly and travel freely.
Protection and security that can never be reached.
–Angie
Photo: “No Way Home” by Rafa Zubria
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Afro American by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
The right thing in the wrong place
and
the wrong thing in the right place.
(Andy Warhol)
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Art prints & Clippings from Ebony Magazine.
Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
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