A Different Form of Haunting: Eleanora Hyde

May 1, 2020, Kate Belew With Eleanora Hyde (Brooklyn, New York)

I think I have passed anxiety on this map
into uncharted territory marked with loose coffee grinds

and a new love of tying knots.

My spider fingers desperate to form connections

and to keep my body busy in a new way. 

My body remembers a time when 

it didn't inhale before walking through a doorway

Like a child in a car passing a cemetery 

And isn't this just a different form of haunting?

A whisper on the back of a neck or 

a door opening somewhere slowly

So slowly that bones itch as if wading

into whatever this new land is.