I know that we have been out of commission lately! Meaghan, unfortunately, is no longer able to contribute time to the blog , and I have been extremely busy with work, school, and my wedding! We do, however, have a few special Halloween pieces prepared that we’d like to share.
I will be back and updating regularly in December if not sooner!
Thank you for following us! I hope you enjoy our Halloween-themed content!
When she vanished
-for the first time-
-for the last time-
I could not help but swallow a chalky lump
of relief.
And I’m not sure how it happened but
now I am
engulfed in a
soapy rose–
that dribbles
into my mouth
in spindly Ribbons.
It burrows in my ears
and toes
in rumpled gobs that whisper
and whoop
until
there is a
A fog inside
that I cannot
undream
“Lady in Waiting” by Angie Hoover Hillhouse
Artwork: Lost in the World by Filmout
I feel your frightened eyes
fumble and peel
as I pass —
She is
-so tall
She is
—so sure
That otherworldly creature
over there—
-Angie
Yes–
a blue-bold bolt of electricity
pierced
through that place in my head
where the soft spot used to be
that’s why
my mouth is where your eyes are
-and your heart
is where my skull is.
–and there are
two of every me
to be
to be
“Intwo” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
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the crumbs of stars
erode into smooth sands
count the age of time
litter suburban streets
whip the world around
in clouds of burning grey
until all that’s left
is scattered on
or contained under
ground
“Smooth Sands” by Meaghan Merrifield
eyes illuminate
below the calculated flicks of elongated lashes
bold brows raise sharply
in a delicate distraction
as fragile fingers begin
to put into play
plans half-thought through
“Thought Through” by Meaghan Merrifield
yesterday, on the car ride home,
I had to pull over and
imagine you
slipping your slight fingers
under my shirt and over my fluttering heart-
—
I let my eyes roll inwards
and back
to that blinking
jungle of cobweb confusion
that blossoms
in your body
between sleep and sight.
Where everything flashes
then falls
loose
and limp.
“I had to” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
Artwork: Wildwood by Elle Hanley
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