• broken girl healing woman shaman I have to smooth my soothing salve Because no one else will Broken woman healing girl Shaman I have to smooth my soothing salve Because no one else will
    Marlene Hawthrone
    broken girl healing woman shaman I have to smooth my soothing salve Because no one else will Broken woman healing girl Shaman I have to smooth my soothing salve Because no one else will, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches
  • do crooked little girls grow into gnarled women condom wrappers scratch at young thighs beneath cheap thread count a rhetorical pillowcase tear soaked do crooked little girls grow into gnarled women a rheumatoid forest perpetually awaiting autumn
    Marlene Hawthrone
    do crooked little girls grow into gnarled women condom wrappers scratch at young thighs beneath cheap thread count a rhetorical pillowcase tear soaked do crooked little girls grow into gnarled women a rheumatoid forest perpetually awaiting autumn, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches
  • drops from the clenched mouths of eyes dreaming delusion fogged by what greets each morning we’d rather form keloid from it to worry at when one hand grasps at the other
    Marlene Hawthrone
    drops from the clenched mouths of eyes dreaming delusion fogged by what greets each morning we’d rather form keloid from it to worry at when one hand grasps at the other, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches
  • he buried love’s bones deep within hoping to resurrect her
    Marlene Hawthrone
    he buried love’s bones deep within hoping to resurrect her, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches
  • her womb smells of rubbing alcohol swore she heard the laughter of sons their vacant faces still born gaze barren red hurt translucent wings beating against the gold sky she would have named you all
    Marlene Hawthrone
    her womb smells of rubbing alcohol swore she heard the laughter of sons their vacant faces still born gaze barren red hurt translucent wings beating against the gold sky she would have named you all, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches
  • how soon before you become mista conjured wispa thumb sliding over broken glass shard yolk easing yellow over shell fragments
    Marlene Hawthrone
    how soon before you become mista conjured wispa thumb sliding over broken glass shard yolk easing yellow over shell fragments, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches
  • I carry sulfur on my wings Your teeth are flint Glinting beneath the milky moon
    Marlene Hawthrone
    I carry sulfur on my wings Your teeth are flint Glinting beneath the milky moon, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches
  • I have no footing even in slumberHe says he’s a manYet a man who robs youOf your safea soft boned memoryhe’s sucked dry the marrow
    Marlene Hawthrone
    I have no footing even in slumberHe says he’s a manYet a man who robs youOf your safea soft boned memoryhe’s sucked dry the marrow, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches
  • I long to be a sharpened knife Digging into a cheek My name breaking shore Over his teeth A moon pulled tide A waterlogged mention
    Marlene Hawthrone
    I long to be a sharpened knife Digging into a cheek My name breaking shore Over his teeth A moon pulled tide A waterlogged mention, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches
  • I wonder Do crooked little girls grow into gnarled women Knobby limbs curled defensively around frail body Brittle brown trunk Do crooked little girls grow into gnarled women Do their leaves shrivel, crackled off splintered branches At the mention o
    Marlene Hawthrone
    I wonder Do crooked little girls grow into gnarled women Knobby limbs curled defensively around frail body Brittle brown trunk Do crooked little girls grow into gnarled women Do their leaves shrivel, crackled off splintered branches At the mention o, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches
  • imperfect man I’ve imagined you in the cool dark Swilling whiskey like water Newport smoke wafting to the heavens The glass shards Pierced the palm Your brow A sweaty welt You gathered My sister Her belongings
    Marlene Hawthrone
    imperfect man I’ve imagined you in the cool dark Swilling whiskey like water Newport smoke wafting to the heavens The glass shards Pierced the palm Your brow A sweaty welt You gathered My sister Her belongings, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches
  • isopropyl alcohol sweating your wrinkled belly worn from births soft like velvet into it you sank insulin needles I mirrored your wincing
    Marlene Hawthrone
    isopropyl alcohol sweating your wrinkled belly worn from births soft like velvet into it you sank insulin needles I mirrored your wincing, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches
  • it was too soon to swill a new name in your mouth he brought with him muddy silence a dragging stain across the yellow seeds you deafened became powder between the fingers how soon will he crumble into memory a used casing in the stale soil
    Marlene Hawthrone
    it was too soon to swill a new name in your mouth he brought with him muddy silence a dragging stain across the yellow seeds you deafened became powder between the fingers how soon will he crumble into memory a used casing in the stale soil, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches
  • I’ve been Water Washing away some sin Molasses Sticking to the jags Glue Losing its tack Hair Clogging a drain Understudy Hoping for a sprained ankle Repentance Tucked away in prayer But God wanted me to forgive myself First
    Marlene Hawthrone
    I’ve been Water Washing away some sin Molasses Sticking to the jags Glue Losing its tack Hair Clogging a drain Understudy Hoping for a sprained ankle Repentance Tucked away in prayer But God wanted me to forgive myself First, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches
  • mami says you have fallen your brittle bones cannot knit themselves well
    Marlene Hawthrone
    mami says you have fallen your brittle bones cannot knit themselves well, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches
  • my sister’s fingers, beak-peckedmy brother’s brow, a crimson sliceyellow birdperhaps you fled through the window while I was sleeping
    Marlene Hawthrone
    my sister’s fingers, beak-peckedmy brother’s brow, a crimson sliceyellow birdperhaps you fled through the window while I was sleeping, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches
    Marlene Hawthrone, my sister’s fingers, beak-peckedmy brother’s brow, a crimson sliceyellow birdperhaps you fled through the window while I was sleeping, 2011
    $ 900.00
  • pomegranate
    Marlene Hawthrone
    pomegranate, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches
  • scales glinted laughter mocking the sunshine metal blade against the iridescent crescent plotting
    Marlene Hawthrone
    scales glinted laughter mocking the sunshine metal blade against the iridescent crescent plotting, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches
  • She kept two free Daddy would have murdered had He learned years before
    Marlene Hawthrone
    She kept two free Daddy would have murdered had He learned years before, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches
  • shell and yolk glued and cracked respectively no carton to keep her
    Marlene Hawthrone
    shell and yolk glued and cracked respectively no carton to keep her, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches
  • sometimes I wonder if all along You saw me unravel Witnessed the spool And thought I’d keep even stitches
    Marlene Hawthrone
    sometimes I wonder if all along You saw me unravel Witnessed the spool And thought I’d keep even stitches, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches
  • the red globes bloomed from my fingertips she always told me never to cry in water for fear that tears would turn to blood these days I swim in a sanguine sea
    Marlene Hawthrone
    the red globes bloomed from my fingertips she always told me never to cry in water for fear that tears would turn to blood these days I swim in a sanguine sea, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches
    Marlene Hawthrone, the red globes bloomed from my fingertips she always told me never to cry in water for fear that tears would turn to blood these days I swim in a sanguine sea, 2011
    $ 900.00
  • the way silence tentacles around the neck renders us mute she’s gone I can’t find her Neither will you
    Marlene Hawthrone
    the way silence tentacles around the neck renders us mute she’s gone I can’t find her Neither will you, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches
  • you hold out palms to empty places await the voice to remind you that you’re beautiful safety those days you have trouble believing it echoes don’t even respond lonely
    Marlene Hawthrone
    you hold out palms to empty places await the voice to remind you that you’re beautiful safety those days you have trouble believing it echoes don’t even respond lonely, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches
  • you try to mend you left many legs crawling a nail carving into the belly a gnaw you are silent you do not care to know you’ve had your fill you pick remnants from your teeth fling them at the floor
    Marlene Hawthrone
    you try to mend you left many legs crawling a nail carving into the belly a gnaw you are silent you do not care to know you’ve had your fill you pick remnants from your teeth fling them at the floor, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches
  • you won’t remember my name how the comb caught tangles the apron sponging tears the powder you’d dot your breasts with the silver rivers in your hair the bubble of vegetables in simmering pot, warbled alabanzas the hairpins stabbing my scalp affix
    Marlene Hawthrone
    you won’t remember my name how the comb caught tangles the apron sponging tears the powder you’d dot your breasts with the silver rivers in your hair the bubble of vegetables in simmering pot, warbled alabanzas the hairpins stabbing my scalp affix, 2011
    Archival Pigment Print
    20 x 20 inches