Writings Archives - Alexandra Hunter Art

Hi, You


Playful dancing child in halo of shimmering light, the end of summer touching your head like gold.

I’ll be gentle with you, like I’m learning to be with myself. We’ll be gentle together, and meet like kids on the … Read More

Here’s You

Here’s you: unstable, emotional, not quite all there, not quite all right. Broken in mind, broken in heart, broken in body bone muscle eyes teeth, just none of it works anymore. Like, we’ve had a taste of what the world … Read More

You Are Not This Present Life

You are not this present life; it is not an indicator of the one to come, just over the ridge. There is a glory-life atop the rock you’re climbing; do you sense the approach? Look for it. Even now, a … Read More

This Pauper Life

You’ve been living this pauper life too long; how much longer will you beg in the dirt? The king has bestowed his kingdom on you, here are the papers, here’s the royal seal.

Time to burn these tattered thoughts you’ve … Read More


Though the smallest seed, yet it grows: The largest of gardens becomes a tree, so that birds of the air come. Now to Abraham and his seed were the promises, as of one. And to your seed, Christ.

I tell … Read More

Angel Wing

O harbinger, what are you saying, carried on the wind you yourself created by the span of your wing?

On my way through flame, I spin and sing to the music of my bondage, loosening, from the angel in the … Read More


Keep watching the road. Out of nowhere comes our collision, molecular and of old.

In that day—wait for it— you will render all of me electricity.

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I Dream of Copper

Follow (I am giving you today), live and increase; enter the promise and possess the Lord, oath to your forefathers. Remember all the desert way, (your) God these forty led years; humble and test and know what was your heart, … Read More

Wealth of Nations

Buried in the sand like so many fountain wishes, a wealth of coins increases, each its own nation and mineral currency.

What you cast upon many waters seven, eight times, returns now to you, double your nothing. I announce its … Read More

Cross the River Raging

Cross the river raging, I hurl a heart of anger at you— take this, Lord!—which is the force of my disagreement with your will.

Catch it in a way that hurts your hand like my body hurts all over, catch … Read More