crystal showers
heal my mouth
wash away the taste of fruit
give me dreams of
strange desire
fresh
and new
like lily buds
By Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
Artwork by Leigh Viner:
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Pull fire from your face till you’re boarded and blue
with eyes dark as stone
stiff
and icy to touch
though melodies spout from your heart
red and true
be quiet as moonlight
for songs strip you bare
Poem by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse; Artwork by Sammy Slabbinck
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To Hear Her
it all returns.
the dark room,
the shrinking veins,
the strong, rageful pumping at her center
it travels like wind
here and then gone
waking and sleeping on a clock of it’s own
Hearing Her by Angie Hoover- Hillhouse
I wrote this several months after my girlfriend broke up with me in 2004. It’s probably published in my high school livejournal along with other evidence of teenage angst. We all used to feel our feelings very publicly in those days. I’m sure I wrote this hoping that she would contact me out of pity. Now I’m marrying a man, and she’s teaching english to impoverished Ecuadorian children.
Artwork by Leigh Viner
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