Harper Lewis

Joined July 2025

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I'm a weirdo nerd who’s extremely subversive. I like rocks, incense, and witchy stuff. Intrusive rhyme bothers me. Some of my fiction might have provoked divorce proceedings in another state.😈

MA English literature, College of Charleston

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Beachy
I like the way the sun spills across the sand, wet, down by the tide line where the laughing edges of what’s left of the wave after it breaks
By Harper Lewis2 months ago in Poets
Echoes
I carry my dead with me everywhere I go. Their voices don’t fade, they speak, clear as a bell, like when my aunt told me to get my river house and we saw it that day, made an aggressive offer, and live in it now.
By Harper Lewis2 months ago in Poets
Coffee
When people ask me how I take it, I make the joke: “Like my men,” I slyly reply, winking at my husband, who has roots in County Cork
By Harper Lewis2 months ago in Poets
Cardboard Soul
Finally exhausted of arbitrary demands, the ultimatum came to the table, slouching, like Yeats’s beast on the way to Bethlehem,
By Harper Lewis2 months ago in Poets
My Fictional Negligee. Content Warning.
Before I prepare my bed of words, I dress myself up in my fictional negligee, feel the supple butteriness of the silk spilling down from my shoulders,
By Harper Lewis2 months ago in Poets
Bitched from the Start. Top Story - December 2025.
That’s the hard part, becoming objective. That’s why Dr. Evans made me write in third person. He said I was self-indulgent when I wrote in first person, overly charmed by my own voice and words. I’m also guilty of wanting to tell a story because it’s mine.
By Harper Lewis2 months ago in Writers
Arsenal Oak. Runner-Up in Roots and Branches Challenge.
It isn’t there anymore, that ancient oak, once the school logo, before the school climbed the status ladder from community college to university
By Harper Lewis2 months ago in Poets
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 Lewis2 months ago in Writers
Not a Tea Party
Today might be the day to shake everything up. I’m so far off-kilter that I can’t correct myself. I’ll just take this world,
By Harper Lewis2 months ago in Poets
Oops. Content Warning.
Now I’ve done it— opened the door into my mind. Are you frightened yet? The monsters don’t hide in closets or under the bed.
By Harper Lewis2 months ago in Poets
Villanelle Recovery
Will I recover from these villanelles? It’s too soon to know; Only time will tell. It’s like being trapped in a prison cell—
By Harper Lewis2 months ago in Poets
Aunt Sarah Arrives
“They’re tarot cards, not devil cards,” Bridget said as she opened the box and pulled the deck out. The Devil was the card on top.
By Harper Lewis2 months ago in Chapters