my form and what it contains
for once
one in the same
they say you see red
but all
i ever see
is
you
“Look Back in Anger” by Meaghan Merrifield
Artwork by Francis Bacon
There is an icy ocean that stirs in my fingers and toes
a vivid body of aquamarine,
deep and whole
that moves me into lush gardens
and sparkling kingdoms
where new life flows
from the stars in my eyes
“The Source” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
Artwork by Sarah Cruce
http://www.society6.com/sarahcruce
fear and rage as raw as pain
dwell within the devil’s jungle
I was born of wicked waters
quaking in her red lagoon
cast away from ivory towers
stained with pearls of misery
wild blood
burns in my hands
unbound by heaven’s harmony
now
with fists that throb and howl
I will strike
for I am free.
-“Birth” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
Artwork by Deborah Stevenson:
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Whether we fall by ambition,
blood,
or lust
Like diamonds
we are cut with our own dust
by Joseph Webster
Artwork by Sammy Slabbinck
I can’t really put it into words.. but I like that there are so many recognizable pieces within it. .. Comforting and creepy at the same time. The pelvis- shape makes me think of birth and femininity … but the stark contrast between black and white and the sort of sharp but symmetrical corners give it an ominous feeling. Some elements are strong and warm, others seem tentative and reserved. It kind of looks the way I feel.
-Angie
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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