Lily Hackett

A Seabird

By - Nov 28, 2018

Still, my early roots hurt. Swelling hurt. The earth was like a nightmare, very damp and crawling.

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Two Secrets

By - Aug 6, 2018

When you meet a beautiful woman you feel as shy as an old sea captain with footskin on his palms. You leave your body in its nice top and eucalyptus balm.

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Beauty Room

By - May 14, 2018

Even the things that had been bad were good now, like, say, my fat arms, which had lost their mottle. It wasn’t like I was above myself looking down, but like every nerve in me could see.

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