Judith Howe

Creative Writing

Segments

The mirror refracts The eyes’ limitations exposed, You can’t take in the whole image: Forced to focus on elements, Gaze distorted, Everything abstracted. Trying to piece the fragments together is futile. He sees the whole, it is difficult to comprehend how the segments can be beautiful. Revel in the alteration Reframe as a Picasso, call…

Creative Writing

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We woke up with a line down our faces Split almost, but not quite evenly halfway We all held parts of the other side of the line; If we claimed that we didn’t we weren’t listening hard enough. But the line stayed stark, solid, Dividing us into before and after A Kingdom United in the…

Creative Writing

When the statues went up

When the statues went up people said it was Art, A reminder of humanity amongst the concrete corners. When the statues went up people said it was a blessing, Fame dropped onto our little corner of the world. When the statues went up people said it was hopeful, Looking out from the library into the…

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