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A Poem by Anna
I dye my hair blackI love the way it feelsThe way my hands stainFrom it; my soulStained in the songsOf my never-ending youth.The blackbirds outsideCal..
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A Poem by Anna
For the times when IWas soft toward youAnd spoke endlessly inStarlight tones, out of tuneGuitar strings, baskets fullof summer strawberriesand hope fo..
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A Poem by Anna
Nothing captures the sting of getting close, never closer, and falling away like a shared cigarette half-gone on the sidewalk. A touch from my lips to..
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A Poem by Anna
Submerged in the heat wavesOf a long summer, an even longerJune, I spell all my thoughtsBackwards between shady linesOn damp corners of newspapers--Lo..
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A Poem by Anna
Where there were glints of light
In the distant horizon, passing
Through funeral wakes, buildings
Decaying in the morning mist--
Ivy drawing lif..
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A Poem by Anna
The pale introversion paints the morning stillness. A tender moment in the kitchen. It's 7 o'clock. I'm teaching you to make a crepe because your moth..
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A Poem by Anna
I felt his hand against my cheekA tear path paving lines in my sleep--Love found itself growing in thoseCrow's feet, like dandelions on the sidewalk.I..
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A Poem by Anna
I could make a guitar weepMake a violin screamA loving voice, a beckonTo griefIf I knew how to play them.I watch the OrchestraThrough a screenInstead...
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A Poem by Anna
Is it okay toBreak the promiseWhen it becomes cruel--?If I am backed intoAgreeing.Swarmed by reasonsI can't confirmOr deny.Is it okay toLet go of youI..
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A Poem by Anna
My brain hurtsInside my headBut the streetlights areDim yellowing andFar between.Say hello nonverballyTo ghosts andThe anxious dead.I walk on the side..
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