Harper Lewis
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I'm a weirdo nerd who’s extremely subversive. I like rocks, incense, and all kinds of witchy stuff. Intrusive rhyme bothers me.
I’m known as Dena Brown to the revenuers and pollsters.
MA English literature, College of Charleston
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Bloody Mary for Your Soul (with the possibility of a prize if you play along). Content Warning.
We're all trying to rise up out of the mire of those old, stagnant regretful feelings that are so universal that it's hard to find precise words that feel fresh and forcing them into that insanely tight structure (I bend rules as much as I can and adhered to the rhyme scheme but threw caution to the wind and indulged in some free metre, iambs and trochees dancing into their new freedom). It's no wonder that so many literally do not survive the winter holidays.
By Harper Lewisabout a month ago in Writers
Election
i just rewatched Election, more villanelle of regret antidote; sometimes the soul needs a dark comedy with an antihero, and Election’s metahumor feeds me what I need. The tropes are bearable because they’re intentional; the way this movie makes fun of itself charms me with it’s cleverness.
By Harper Lewisabout a month ago in Writers
Train Trestle
I remember that night so well, arriving at my parents’ house with my British friends and Christina after driving through twilit South Carolina from the mountain. We were on our way to walk the river when we ran into you, like a magician conjured you out of river mist and moonlight.
By Harper Lewisabout a month ago in Writers
The Spark
My mind keeps traveling back to that night at Stillwater before you married your tragic princess. The two of you were there, down on the other side of the bar, the long end of the L, down at the bottom end. I was with my husband, and I was wearing one of my new dresses. It was blue with a tropical floral pattern spilling down from the bodice into the skirt, uninterrupted by a waistline, sequins sewn around the neckline sparkling onto the shoulders it kept falling off of.
By Harper Lewisabout a month ago in Poets
