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Art by W. Jack Savage 2018

Imaginary hedgehogs

by Michelle Hartman

 

It’s the writers fate
to create imaginary friends
        lose them in course of work.
But where do they go
these constructs?

Everyone knows a door
once opened can be entered
from either direction.
Is this where socks
and reading glasses go?

Do those ill-used characters go quietly
or desperately grasp door frame
hide under bed, squeeze through pet door.

Quantum physics tells us the act
of observing alters reality.
Does the imagination
ruled by electricity in the brain
create a spark, an idea,
observed at length by writer
become a disturbed reality?

Consider the ecological
or sociological implications
of our human endeavor.
Should we worry or
or merely continue
strolling along with night, wondering
which of her children, sleep or death
she will send to find us?

 

 

Michelle Hartman’s third book, Lost Journal of My Second Trip to Purgatory, was just released from Old Seventy Creek Press. It is a poetic treatment of child abuse and the effects it has on adult living.  It is the first book of its kind by a recognized publisher and is available on Amazon.

Her other poetry books, Irony and Irreverence and Disenchanted and Disgruntled, from Lamar University Press, are also available on Amazon.

Besides the above publishing credits, she is the editor for the online journal, Red River Review and holds a BS in Political Science-Pre Law and a Certificate in Paralegal studies. 

In Association with Black Petals & Fossil Publications 2018