A scar
is yesterday
It doesn’t stab through lonely bones
or bite at freckled wrists.
It only
sits–
flacid.
— The corpse of a memory
that I have
forgotten.
Callous and benign
in a garden of blooming nerves–
Trying hard to imitate
the rosy shades
of life being felt.
But still-
it does not fit
Still
it does not See
that
it is not the same
and it
can never be—
“The Scar” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
Artwork: The Rising Sun by Peter Campbell
Cold sands
rolling
over dents and dunes
silent as death
and
only my chilly lips between to feel them pass–
At once, light
and stiff- a densely packed strip of shoreline
separating east from west.
spit from swallow
speak from sleep.
I recognize this place.
It is where pale
strands of life
rest
on my nose
exhausted after being pulled
and stretched
It is where fingers sag limp
from grasping the wind
too tightly.
And you cannot help me
because only I am here
with my voice
breaking against that relentless wind
that tells me
I can never know the truth
though it is buried somewhere near
“The Way It Happened” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
Artwork by Agnes Cecile
Kitteh People by Eugenia Loli
Owls are Cool by Ashley Percival
Mr Walrus by Animal Crew
Fish Bowl TV by Vin ZZep
Night Smoke by Eric Fan
Mr Rhino by Animal Crew
I am here–
No hands to grasp
the prickly air
or
limbs that long
for impossible
love–
But
I
am
here
— a face stuffed
with pale, white
mud
–so that the world
will never get in
or out
of me.
-“Where I am Today” Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
Bubblegum
Sea Gal
Pomegranite
Mars the Grackle and the Two-headed Girl
Milkweed
Bear Mountain
See more of Jen Mann’s Art Here
Animated food and allusions to Synanon.
Please enjoy this claymation short film by Kirsten Lepore
the spirit of her
chaste
young
body
rests behind my slanted eyes—
a geisha
with
porcelain skin
and a heart painted onto
her
voiceless mouth.–
so graceful
as she
dances with paper fans
in silky robes.
—sleep —
—sleep—
For I am strong.
A woman
with feet unbound.
Legs bare
hands free.
And she
is
–a face
weak
and wading
in the milky water
Sunday Morning by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
Artwork: The Porcelain Mist by Elle Hanley Photography
The Show Tell Project 