Lauren M. Hancock poetry and prose
winding worlds, sharpened words, and vibrant art
Something shiny, something bright, she collects with her clutching fingers for an internal sense of delight. Like a bower bird yet not, tall, gangly, lean, her vigilant eyes dart for specific shades which will perfect that rainbow sheen which she’s placed upon her bedspread, laid out for her eyes to sumptuously absorb their [...]
Here I float, in this ether of dreamy fluffiness, in this air of pillowy indefiniteness, where I am swimming, arm over arm I transport my body, less than willing from the beginning, where did it start? it’s all so blurry. The billowing surroundings breathe around my form as though they are carefully brushing, [...]
Feel those interlacing melodies, the interwoven harmonies rise and fall, like a spectacular swarm of hungry, eager bees, starved from Autumn and Winter, waiting for the buds of Spring to appease them all. These melodic bees enter the symphony as they desire, lifting and lilting with their buzzes strictly moving from flower to flower. The [...]
He was the last person I saw as they put me to sleep; I was terrified, they were going to crawl through my dreams. My days as of late had been incredibly disturbed, I was seeing things, hearing voices, and my sanity I could not be assured, not so sure. My doctor, Mr. Celephelump, advised [...]
