Joanna Gilman Hyde

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Tag: voodoo pains


The Hawk Queen Bed 3:43pm

My Brother Howard often complained

of a pain in His Heart

& no one could understand why —

doctors could find nothing wrong

& He went to His Grave

with a mysterious awareness

comparable to the physicality

of My Animated Halo

& He went to His Grave

minus His Heart

& His Brain


The Hawk Living Room 9:22pm

I have an Alien growing

inside Me — He’s attached

to My Left Lower Ribs somewhere

I feel Him vibrate & tumble

when I sit at a desk

or even in a chair

talking to a friend — no

I have never felt Him

in Other People’s Presence

He is with Me when I am



The Hawk Living Room 10:22pm

That Book Has Been Written Twice

That Book Has Been Written Twice

All 364 Pages Shredded Five Times

That Book Is Still Being Carried Around

I Will Carry That Book Around With Me

For The Rest Of Time

Note: The above text was delivered through

a needle-like pain shooting through the tip

of My Left Big Toe


The Hawk West Desk Window 4:11pm

I have A Voodoo Pain

at the inside of My Left Upper Arm

It’s telling Me to Right Write

telling Me to leave My Tea

telling Me to describe The Pain:

“It’s Itchy, Man!”


not now, not now, not now

is It gonna happen again?

I do want My Tea

I’m gonna go get It —

(came back)

NOW — The Pain came again!

but what am I supposed to Right

— how silly — to be Writing

about Righting

ooh — again!

It’s My Left Upper Arm, Near My Elbow

It’s a panging itch

lasts about a second —

If I could Write anything

what would I Write Right Now?

ooh — It came

what would I Write without losing My Audience?

Only That Which I Am Capable Of Knowing:

My Self

I Write about My Self All The Time

I Love My Self

but I see My Self as only Half —

I went to the bathroom

& The Pain continued

I think It’s telling Me

to keep Writing:

I have another Half

in The Form of A Little Man —

I’m gonna make another Cup Of Tea

I’m back

My Rings were on the sink

I put Them on

I Love My Rings

They’re Mine

They have no Halves

I let in My Black Cat

Astro Jasper Cosmo

He’s All Mine

though My Husband Loves Him Too

My Tea is steeping

I haven’t felt another Voodoo Pain

I’ll go check My Tea

Look at all the “I’s”

going Write down this page!


The Hawk West Desk Window 5:00pm

lately I’ve had a twitching

in My Lower Left Eye Lid

— just looked in a mirror —

It’s really there — twitching away

— ¬†think It’s trying to tell Me something —

I have Left-headed Pulsations too

which make Me stop

— think of what I’m thinking —

should I get on The Digby Ferry

drive to Vermont

— retrieve My Manuscript —

if It’s still there

to be found in My Step-mother’s

Old Farm House

buried under heaps of papers

— somewhere —

in My Dead Father’s Room?