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The Silenced Wound

by fyarlgiles

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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

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The Way it Happened

by fyarlgiles

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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 

The Gymnast

by fyarlgiles

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In the evening,

when her elbows grind into the gravel

beneath whirling toes

and plump, freckled cheeks,

she is alive

in the world with the rest of them.

She is the bringer of motion

of percussion—

of lightness and music–

she

is

everything.

But when the faint moonbeams recede,

she is a hardened lump of throbbing thighs

and raw skin–

stiffened scabs

and sleepy hands wrapped up in sheets

longing for the comfort of

adoring

eyes to tell her that

She Exists.

“The Gymnast” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse

Artwork by Hugo Barros

This piece will be featured in an upcoming stage production called Cat-Fight, which explores  the complexities of womanhood!

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Cat Fight

by fyarlgiles


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My work is going to be featured in a Los Angeles-based production this spring!

Vanessa Cate, critically acclaimed director,  is developing her first independent production. The project,”Cat-Fight”, is an all female show which will explore the complexities of womanhood through a series of vignettes written by Vanessa, myself, Crystal Little Bird SalasCheryl Doyle, and Natalie Hyde! It will incorporate poetry, dance, music, scenes, and other performance art.We are all very excited about the project ! Please support if you can, even $1 will be useful! 

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Over the next couple of days I will be reposting some work that has been selected for the show  in an effort to raise funds and draw attention to the project! This is the only official announcement I will post, however. I don’t want to spam anyone! Thank you!

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Art Mash: Legs for Days

by meaghanmerrifield

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Lifted by Light

by meaghanmerrifield

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Half full of holes

by meaghanmerrifield

Half from Alex Bohs on Vimeo.

Poetic short film Half by Alex Bohs utilizes a split screen mirroring effect as well as color filtering to accentuate how inherently different each of us processes the same place. How the lenses, constructed by our experiences,  through which we experience the world around us shape our existence.

Pleasantly Objectified

by fyarlgiles

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 You see

her apricot shoulders

dressed with auburn wisps

that —drift—- drift

like feathers into the clouds above.

Hovering over your

hungry stares,

 delighted,

she parts her plum, puckered lips

to free a stirring sigh

that breaks your body

and blurs your mind.

She

is the most heavenly dessert

you will never

taste.

“The Voyeurs” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse

Artwork by Alicia Ortiz

http://society6.com/aliciaortiz/Understands_Print

The Grim

by fyarlgiles

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A necrotized

claw has sprouted from the

neck of my favorite lace gown.

At first, it was a pool

of strawberry syrup

as bright and red

as a freshly skinned knee–

And then,

under the hanging tangerine fog of a Sunday afternoon,

it melted upward

into a

nagging,

sickled flower

of bloodless quiet

anticipating its reflection

in me.

“The Grim” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse

Artwork by Sarah Cruce

http://www.society6.com/sarahcruce

A Wrinkle in Time

by fyarlgiles

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in the corner,

where the top lip turns into the bottom lip,

is a fine crease

that reveals the laughter

and devastation

of life already lived–

it is not red and tough

like the scar of a healed incision,

but gentle and strange–

and sometimes concealed

by

flattering lighting.

And although it is elusive

it is there to stay–

a faint reminder of the years

resting in lost

memories.

“A Wrinkle in Time” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse

Artwork: Valbona by Dessie Terzeiva 

This piece will be featured in an upcoming stage production called Cat-Fight, which explores  the complexities of womanhood!

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