Strange the writer terrified of spiders
whose string game sorcery dazzles all prey.
Hidden, shadowed, forever outsiders.
Dear fellow scribblers, isn’t this our way?
Spiders sip crimson blood. We drink black ink
spinning songs of joy and devastation.
Mysteries of existence on Earth’s brink,
each fiction takes careful calculation.
Destiny’s threads reveal characters’ fates,
story grows, moves, mirrors Arachne’s loom.
Web shimmers. Immortality’s her bait.
Orb attracts feasts, whole novels to consume.
Silken words stream from our own spinnerets.
Fearless writers, welcome your intimates.
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Paula R. Hilton
Paula R. Hilton explores the immediacy of memory and how our most important relationships define us. Her work has been nominated for Best Small Fictions and has appeared in The Feminine Collective, The Sunlight Press, Writing In A Woman’s Voice, Dear Damsels, The Tulane Review, and elsewhere. Her novel, Little Miss Chaos, was selected as a Best Indie Teen Read by Kirkus, and her first poetry collection, At Any Given Second, received a Kirkus star. She holds an MFA from the University of New Orleans.
