Brittany Hill
Exchange of Hearts
...but bitter, it has never been so sweet.
I tell them and they just don't understand
The way I feel for you...you're mine to keep.
And yes, our kind of love's no crazy feat:
You tend to do things that I cannot stand,
But bitter, it has never been so sweet.
I'll even take the bad. You lie; I cheat.
It's not like we have that gold wedding band.
The way I feel for you...you're mine to keep.
We play the field, and yet our hearts still meet
Same time, same place. We live on love's command.
But bitter, it has never been so sweet.
I love the taste of heartbreak. It's so neat,
Tied in a bow and swapped from hand to hand.
The way I feel for you...you're mine to keep.
Your heart belongs to me: no gift receipt.
I try to work my way through love's demand
...but bitter, it has never been so sweet.
The way I feel for you...you're mine to keep.
Nine
She hides her heartache with a touch of wine.
She drinks the red, not white, its hearty taste;
And tells the world, her friends, that she is fine,
But knows that her expression can't confine
The fact that she is dying: life's a waste.
She hides her heartache with a touch of wine,
It glosses over pain, makes her eyes shine
So brightly you can see her soul make haste
To tell the world, her friends, that she is fine.
But then she fights herself crosses the line;
Rebels against the womb; expanding waist.
She hides her heartache with a touch of wine,
Convinced the child inside her, "Isn't mine."
She prays and says her next life she'll live chaste;
She tells the world, her friends, that she'll be fine.
But now she'll have to wait these long months: nine--
The child inside her causing bitter taste.
She hides her heartache with a touch of wine,
And tells the world (herself) that she is fine.
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Fifth-Anniversary MC Reading
West Chester University Poetry Conference
Friday, June 10
8:15 AM
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| Alice Mizrachi: Growing up in New York, I have been immersed in a culture that is constantly growing. Throughout my work you can feel the influence the city has had on me, the never-ending desire to grow and flow. One common thread in my work is the texture--rhythm and layers. I love to incorporate tactile surfaces that compel the audience to approach and feel it. Timeless and universal, my images evoke a raw feminine energy that leaves you feeling nurtured. My art is a vehicle to express to the world my journey as a NYC female artist in the past, present and future. I am logging my time here. After completing a residency in Paris during 2010, I am focusing on residencies in other cities with the intention of spreading my art globally. | |
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