Andrea Laws
Andrea Laws currently resides in Lawrence, KS, working in the field of scholarly publishing for the University Press of Kansas. She graduated from the University of Kansas with both a B.A. in English with a focus on creative writing and in Film Studies with a focus on film theory and criticism. Her poetry has been published in three compiled books of poetry and featured on twelve literary websites, journals, and blogs. Her influences have been from the masters of gothic literature, but she would like to think that she adds a modern voice to this genre with her incorporation of current themes through an “old school” format. Andrea wants her readers to have a sense of longing and desire to seek the unknown and always want more by understanding what her words mean to them. She is a nature-loving, dark enduring, Kansas girl that seeks to break barriers of stereotypes.
Lust
struts down the slums
wearing only skin, and
spreads herself like a martyr
she is the moment
passing property, she
seeks for pleasure
her love to you
offered in matters of
time as her walk fades
with sharp heel clicks and
her real name is never
wondered
Hurricane
hurricane
where is your eye
this judged case
where the sentence is
destruction dance
helplessness
we await
your homecoming
reminisce the past by
rummaging the damage
you created that we
created
is it your understanding,
gathering debris to
disagree?
is it your way to
remind us that we
are not in power?
drop out of
nowhere
build up devour,
leaving building
blocks of karma to
tower survivors
hail tears remain suspicious,
thunder rolling auspicious
remember we are alike
will we ever learn
when your lightening
will strike?
Lapsed
your footsteps patter
my bones fill with
dark desire
to worship you
your eyes
sunken holes that once
reflected journeys of
intimacies forbidden
I stop myself from
stirring the cauldron
I drink the anecdote and
cast a crucifix for
nostalgic protection
I once believed
the only footprints I see
are mine