Just Between Wives By Hallie Havican
- VFORROW
- May 22
- 3 min read
Re: Roleplay
Date: August 21, 2023 11:12am
R,
Imagine: you’re a Pterodactyl and I’m a caterpillar on construction paper, smiling. Ok?
P pets the spot where my Adam’s apple’s gone missing, while terodactyl leans to milk
my mouth; bellied suction buckets woven sea and wolf silk. I tunnel the pulped
membrane, swaying at your slender crest. Deference, really. To our blind spots I mime,
“Hold me together, but tear me apart first.”
My antennas are erect, awakened and curious. You’re jealous of my taste. Your wings
crunch and fold at me, pinching and bouncing the globular segments. You laugh as my
legs march through the thighed tinsel. By now, aroused and allowed, I suggest an insular
planning.
As we catch the satin handle, I finger for the mahogany, fiddle-shaped switch, my eyes
pooling. We plunge to scoop out piles of paste, sequins. Replace them with crinkled
petals in delight.
Your turn.
xo,
D
From: <hotshotbirdwatch@hotmail.com>
Re: re: Roleplay
Date: August 23, 2023 3:24pm
Daisy,
Quite percussive, I’m ringing my body in operatic awareness.
Date idea:
Write our names on the nape of the wall, chuck vases of cream at it.
Hold bites of candle between our toes and prayer kneel.
Shake a box of crayons on the carpet and peel their paper like boiled eggshells. Mini
karate chop each, saying the names of our past landlords - Hoyt! Joanne! Martín!
Iron the pile to marrow and watch the colors swim inside each other.
Smear the cooled lump against our cream-soaked names.
Be careful muffins and wink from the foyer with palm sunk waxed rainbows.
Trample the lacquered wood and two step our way into cloud love, changing shape
with each breath.
-Rove
Re: Dusklight
Date: October 2, 2023 8:54pm
Rove,
How you are:
A before chore Sunday
A handmade lace nightgown
An accordion’s sweet whiff
The Ripping Apart Velcro Olympics
An eyelash kissed cheek
A nest of tiny blue eggs happenstanced
Skin warmed by sun and sand
Let’s expo like a seance. I’ll make you a church woman. You decorate my breath and I’ll
scold you in velvet.
<3,
D
From: <hotshotbirdwatch@hotmail.com>
Re: a personal favor
Date: December 18, 2023 2:12pm
Daisy,
I know you’re goosing for more and I’ll cool you in jean-jacket agony. Set you on a
leashed orbit and smack sour candies inside your open mouth. Watch them bead before
the neck’s corset. I’ll teach you how to taste pattern. How to be anonymous. I could
swathe you if you get it wrong and offer a smear of balm, oil off my face.
We can cry hot, little Jupiters that cavern in the clavicle. Sink neck and tongue the pond,
theft of each others collection.
Now granting,
Rove
Re: come to the party?
Date: March 2, 2024 1:52pm
R,
I’ll take you. I promise a bouquet of hands, a pocket full of folded things. I’ll pour the
furniture, host a can-you-talk bath. I’ll invite you damply and speak in room. You’ll
wonder “what part of sleep do I enter?” while leaking form.
Or should I come to you?
…,
D
ABOUT:
Hallie Havican is a San Jose-based writer, psychotherapist, and psychic medium. They live for interdimensionality, exploring the unknown, and the wild intelligence of plants and animals. You can find them on Insta @halliehavican or halliehavican.com.
EDITOR'S SONG PAIRING: SŸDE - Orbit (Feat. Ashe) (Hazey Eyes Remix)
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