Harper Lewis
Bio
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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Amazing Opportunity
I may become quiet here for a while. An oral tradition narrative history with photos and documentation just found me, and I’m over the moon excited about this project that will entail working closely with a friend of my youth and listening to amazing stories.
By Harper Lewis23 days ago in Writers
Brokedown Shakedown . Content Warning.
The American system is broken, badly. Our checks and balances have been hijacked by a madman serial rapist pedophile. Let that part sink in. Then look at his business records. It’s damn near impossible to bankrupt a casino, but he’s done it more than once. Trump Steaks (🤮), Trump Vodka (😵💫), and Trump University (🪦) were all blistering successes, amiright?
By Harper Lewis27 days ago in Humans
Jars. Runner-Up in Craft Over Catharsis Challenge.
Jim sat in his favorite rocker, beams of late afternoon sun draped over his lap instead of stabbing him in the eyes like on Billy’s side of the porch. He twirled a lollipop between his fingers, occasionally popping it in his mouth. He’d been doing this since he stopped smoking. The young’uns didn’t remember the cloud of Pall Mall that used to shroud his face as he told his tales. The kids were playing in the yard and under the porch, out of the September heat in the cool sand, sun shining between the shadows of the slats. Presently, a grubby face appeared over Jim’s shoulder. The kids wanted to go down to the creek to play.
By Harper Lewis28 days ago in Fiction
Goddess Glow
I started making my own sugar scrub, vitamin C serum, and bath salts over a decade ago. I use olive oil instead of mineral oil for my base, and I infuse it with a smorgasbord of essential oils to achieve the product I want, heavy on helichrysum and pomegranate seed oils. I also put gold leaf in the scrub, so it truly gives you that golden goddess glow.
By Harper Lewis29 days ago in Blush
Take Off Your Prose!. Content Warning.
Welcome to the Temple of the Profane. I know, right? Whodathunk I’d ever encourage end rhyme? If it’s offensive, I’m okay with it. Grab a pint of Guinness or Jameson’s and don’t tell me “dirty limerick” is redundant. I’m well aware that if it isn’t dirty, it’s not a true limerick. But some people try to ruin a good time with some puritan Pollyanna bullshit every chance they get. I’ve read some clean limericks, and there’s something about them that’s more wrong than an olive in a Bloody Mary or a stalk of celery in a fucking martini. If I can figure out how, I’ll fine anyone who tries to sneak a clean limerick in here, and I’ll press criminal charges if sentimentality enters the equation. It has no place outside of Hallmark cards and movies, and we’re not dumbing down this room.
By Harper Lewisabout a month ago in Writers
Working Title. Content Warning.
For the life of me, I couldn’t remember how many of us hooked up with each other at that hot tub party at Amber’s last month, and that was probably where I picked up whatever bug this was. It was inconvenient and uncomfortable as hell, but you pay your money and you take your choice. Win some, lose some. Peaks and valleys, man. I wondered if I had time to duck out to my car and hit my pen before they called me back. Probably not. Good thing I popped that gummy before I left my pad.
By Harper Lewisabout a month ago in Critique
