Harper Lewis

Joined July 2025

245 stories

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I'm a subversive weirdo nerd witch who loves rocks. Intrusive rhyme bothers me. Some of my fiction may have provoked divorce proceedings in another state.😈

My words are mine. Suggest ai use and get eviscerated.

MA English literature, CofC

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Sorry, Not Sorry. Content Warning.
Dear Ex-Wife Number Two, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you what I think of you the night you called and spat my name at me a dozen times in less than a minute. I’ll take the opportunity now.
By Harper Lewisabout 9 hours ago in Humor
Breathing Room
Did this space exist all along, waiting, or did we create it? Doesn’t matter: we got here, and we can get back after we leave.
By Harper Lewisabout 20 hours ago in Poets
Gardening
My azaleas are blooming, riots of pink, red, fuchsia, and white framing the house and garden shed. What I really want is a willow tree, up on the top of the ridge, long green hair flowing like a curtain I can hide behind while I rest my back against the trunk.
By Harper Lewisabout 22 hours ago in Writers
Apology
Dear Professor Schwartz, I apologize for disrespecting you in class. I was out of line, and I shouldn’t have given you the finger or told you to go fuck yourself. It was wrong of me to be so honest about how I felt. My feelings haven’t changed, but Dr. Evans said a written apology would be a good idea, what with you threatening to get me kicked out of school and all.
By Harper Lewisa day ago in Humor
Episodes
there won’t be a wedding, not joining us; we know how to join ourselves so completely I forget what belongs to who, lose myself so absolutely that you breathe for me (or through me),
By Harper Lewisa day ago in Poets
Untitled
learning to trust was the hardest part of all, ecstatic that we’ve finally found this space where we can come and go gracefully parting, honoring what lives under the surface without betraying what breathes best beyond the trees, in a different blue.
By Harper Lewisa day ago in Poets
Bittersweet
I love denouement, the bittersweet poignancy of good partings, swim-drenched skin drying in the sun while hawks wheel thermals,
By Harper Lewis2 days ago in Poets
Springs Eternal
This flow requires ebb, absence marked by presence, cataclysmic love of literature, your voice still shaping me into more than Eurydice, songs
By Harper Lewis2 days ago in Poets
Surfing
I fall up You fall in No plummet No nosedive becomes an epic. We did: water rising to meet sky, propelling us through the blues,
By Harper Lewis2 days ago in Poets
Hang Ten
There’s only one logical explanation: I fall up and you fall in— no one can fall down this long, this far without accelerating, just drifting
By Harper Lewis2 days ago in Poets
In the Grove
when the music was over, we danced in the echoes of the last cello, painting a new vision into the sky, a world where a cypress grove is better
By Harper Lewis2 days ago in Poets
Microbiology
She was always February in Chicago, glass and steel rising above the frozen lake, after the spring cotillions allowing pillars of society
By Harper Lewis2 days ago in Poets