Lauren Hilger


In her study by Lauren Hilger

    First love he’s all into winter sports and gels his hair and keeps getting in trouble, keeps watering the yard for the hiss of the hose, loves my twisted braids for waves tonight, like how in a dispersive prism material dispersion causes color to refract at angles, splitting […]


Apostasy by Lauren Hilger

    Wet with your youth, you called for champagne in the log cabin and tried not to burn the thing down.   How still you stood to drink it, a Greek bronze. Your torso a flame over a saint’s head. In the woods, you were an angle,   had […]