Harper Lewis

Joined July 2025

167 stories

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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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Of Troy
Painted (as a) whore, offered as a bribe, fathered by the greatest rapist masquerading as graceful feathered force. Taken from a king, given to a second son,
By Harper Lewisa day ago in Poets
Checkmate
Comes in waves? More like chariots. Burning wall perpendicular to the arrow, Achilles in the sand. Dry dunes laughing,
By Harper Lewis2 days ago in Poets
Prose to Show
I had no idea what kind of response my unofficial challenge would have, but I knew February would be sentimental rhyme-heavy, and some of us need breaks from all of that cloying sweetness, especially those who are heartbroken.
By Harper Lewis2 days ago in Writers
Show Me Your Prose!. Content Warning.
I’ve caught the unofficial challenge bug again, and I have a lot of devious ideas (like my Cthulu’s Challenge: poetry in pig latin, but I’ll probably save that one for next Christmas or some other time when the sweetness gets a bit too cloying for my tastes.
By Harper Lewis2 days ago in Writers
Aftermath
Flat back in bed, trauma slipped under blankets, visceral attack. Heart rate jacked: obnoxious, techno beat pretentious pulsing
By Harper Lewis2 days ago in Poets
There Will Be a Reckoning
sly sinister sisters of gossip distort truth to fit a narrative designed to demonize me to my daughter, vindictive retaliation for what they’ll never be,
By Harper Lewis3 days ago in Poets
Character . Content Warning.
the world cracked open in this eternal February of my grief, scavenging Tuesdays, hoarding them like acorns, dragging Sundays behind a flatbed truck through the rocky red clay,
By Harper Lewis3 days ago in Poets
Chess
Battle lines defined, we kiss over our armies, one before dying
By Harper Lewis3 days ago in Poets
Inevitable
electric sky bloom children count Mississippis sky cacophony ⚡️🌩️⚡️🌩️ Note: inspired by Lamar Wiggins’s brilliance:
By Harper Lewis4 days ago in Poets
My Purple Heart
Yesterday, rock shop heart-shaped stones— Valentine leftovers, palmed a piece of fluorite. Internal narrator spoke: “Purple hearts are earned.”
By Harper Lewis4 days ago in Poets
A Room of my Own
Four different people have lived in this room since we bought the house, none of which ended well. No good deed goes unpunished for long. I decided after the last round that it was the last round. I no longer have an extra room; I have a writing room.
By Harper Lewis5 days ago in Writers
Good Apple
I was a fool, believing we could have it all, led you astray, got you banished from the garden you called home. That apple was delicious,
By Harper Lewis6 days ago in Poets