Colleen Ann : Writing

My Name Is--

My Name Is--

A Poem by Colleen Ann


Inspired by observations made on campus.
I Hear a Howling in My Head

I Hear a Howling in My Head

A Poem by Colleen Ann


I don't sleep at night. I write and frighten myself.
Cell Games

Cell Games

A Poem by Colleen Ann


My form fit in between the swollen roof drops. Tops aside I kept my stride. Dissolved in my sin they're akin (to me). Muscle thro..
The End of the World: Part One

The End of the World: Part One

A Poem by Colleen Ann


The Earth is itchy. The air reeks. The soil seeks A savior. Buildings brace themselves. While salt swells engulf the ocean. ..