Lauren M. Hancock poetry and prose
winding worlds, sharpened words, and vibrant art
Sometimes, oftentimes, I’d wonder why. Why was I so awkward, so different, so quiet, so damned shy? I’d go through life wanting to avoid the stilted conversations, the dialogue that barely went beyond the obligatory “How are you?” “Good, thanks,”, and a cheery but weak-willed, “That’s good!”, knowing that it wouldn’t go much further than [...]
She rises from the depths from the phantom-riddled deep the angular monstrosity of the high North Sea. She attempts to make a show of her pride with the way she presents herself a reflection of the way she views her interior — her internal kaleidoscopic picture. As a beautiful creature with so much [...]
Picturesque Jacqui striking a pose. When Jacqui looked into the full length mirror that day, What did she see that led her astray? Was it the small bump on her nose? The purpled birthmark above her left toes? Or the misshapen right eyebrow that needed delicate plucking and multitasked managing? Everything Jacqui could see before [...]
