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Selective Mirage

Charlotte Hamrick

I want us to sit on the sofa with popcorn salt on our lips watching a foreign film with subtitles, arms and legs all a-tangle, hands rubbing thighs, contentment on our faces – you know, like those commercials on TV where all the couples are perfectly in sync gazing with adoration into each others eyes. But I don’t like popcorn and you can’t sit still and all those TV couples are only figments in the minds of pampered old white men looking down from their castles in the sky. Continue reading Selective Mirage

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Defenseless Anatomy

Charlotte Hamrick

Come out upon my seas Cursed missed opportunities Am I a part of the cure? Or am I part of the disease? — “Clocks” by Coldplay Defenseless Anatomy And I’m there in the shadows of the sun, the humid air curling the hair on the nape of my neck, your hands curled around my waist as the wind ruffles the wild grass around our ankles. Us, caught in moments that passed so quickly never to be played the same way again. Was it part of the cure? The long weeks that ripped the skin of our intimacy? Maybe the disease … Continue reading Defenseless Anatomy

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A Moment, Turned Around

Charlotte Hamrick

Your breath mingling with mine is absorbed into my weary heart. Blood freely flows in nourishment of my spirit, renewed. This little poem was inspired by the following lines from “Said the Shotgun to the Head” by Saul Williams. “When I can feel you breathing into me i, like a stone gargoyle atop some crumbling building, spring to life a resuscitated angel.” Continue reading A Moment, Turned Around

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Olentangy Review

Charlotte Hamrick

. I’m very pleased to say I have a poem in the current issue of Olentangy Review.  In addition to the text, I also recorded an MP3 of myself reading it for their Virtual Reading Room. This was the first time I’d ever done a recording and I had to google “how to make an mp3 recording ” and teach myself. Fortunately, it was quite easy and I felt pretty damn good that I still have a few brain cells firing up in my brain. Although I’m not too fond of my voice, I took someone’s advice and just did it. … Continue reading Olentangy Review

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Tigers

Charlotte Hamrick

“So this is what I will do. I will gather together my past and look. I will see a thing that has already happened. the pain that cut my spirit loose. I will hold that pain in my hand until it becomes hard and shiny, more clear. And then my fierceness can come back, my golden side, my black side. I will use this sharp pain to penetrate my daughter’s tough skin and cut her tiger spirit loose. She will fight me, because this is the nature of two tigers. But I will win and giver her my spirit, because … Continue reading Tigers