
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.
MA English literature, College of Charleston
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Nine Souls for a Bloody Mary. Content Warning.
If you think back to the autumn into winter challenges, you may remember that I found the villanelle challenge psychologically abusive and you may have accepted a free pass to my insanity show in one of these pieces. (Fuck you, Vocal, for that villanelle of regret challenge. I hope it was as torturous for the team to read them as it was for me, as it's only fair to reap what you sow. (Parentheses intentionally left open. Did it again.
By Harper Lewis11 days ago in Writers
How, Too. Top Story - January 2026.
Many people wonder how, too. You are not alone, and I am an expert. I will teach you how, too! First, you need to remit a small application fee and fill out an application describing the nature of your financial situation and how often payments will be made, as this will have great bearing on how well I teach you how, too.
By Harper Lewis17 days ago in Fiction
Fear of a Black Hat. Content Warning.
Fear of a Black Hat, a Rusty Cundieff film, is one of my all-time favorite movies when I need to laugh. We’re talking Kentucky-Fried Movie territory. You want the uncut version, otherwise you don’t get the Ice Froggy Frog video (below) at the beginning or the discussion about artistic integrity in Cleveland. I own the cut version (😥)—couldn’t find the uncut version at that time, no extra money for it right now, but you aren’t me, so buy the uncut version.
By Harper Lewis21 days ago in Critique
Persephone's Porch
"Circe, for Chrissakes, put Cerberus on his leash to keep him off the porch. I don't need him dragging three sets of drooling jowls across it when the nymphs just cleaned." Persephone pulled her blonde hair back and tied it in a loose knot to keep it off her face. "I can't believe Hermes is bringing the whole famdamnily."
By Harper Lewis23 days ago in Fiction
Walking (Part 7)
When I got home, I changed out of my work clothes into jeans and a t-shirt, fed the cat, and set off for a walk by the river. The leaves were beginning to turn, and the dogwoods and Bradford pear trees looked like upside down ladies wearing red dresses in the sky. When I turned off of the road onto the path, the shade made it feel cooler, and the little patches of light coming down between the leaves of the trees were right pretty.
By Harper Lewis26 days ago in Fiction












