Sometimes I Want To Crawl Into Stranger's Backyards And Explore Them For Their Natural Wonders That Remind

Attention poetry lovers and the Reading Community! 🖤

My poetry book ✨All American Waste✨ is now available on Amazon, just in time for Poetry Month and Indie April!

This collection explores the mundanity of everyday life, the importance of mental health, and the beauty of our fragile environment. There is truly a poem for every person in this book!

Get your copy here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CYXSRFHG

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First Book

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You can now buy my first poetry book on Amazon!

String Arms, Strong Arms

String arms, strong arms

won’t let you go

Preventing your tea fingers

from crafting love

out of bitter water

Shredded throats speak softly

of my love

But these string arms,

these strong arms

the ones that won’t let you go

grumble loudly against your skin

as if to say,

I won’t let you go again

anna magee (~August 2017)

https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/string-arms-strong-arms

Stuffed Animal Massacre

February 25, 2021

Here and there one can find

Little puffy streams that spill through the carpet

An indication of seams split, an unknown victim,

Soft piles of proof, a give away

Leading velvet trails twisting toward the culprit

Who is sitting almost expectantly by the window

With a face

Of audacity, or guilt, perhaps both

Beaming from puppy eyes

A single string still dangling from quivering lips

As if to engrave the point

- anna magee

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Adult

Then one day you wake up

And realize you’re an adult

And you’re rinsing out cans to recycle

Like your father, 

And you’re rubbing your aching hands

Like your mother,

And days whisk by much too fast

For your liking,

And imagination starts to decay

Like they told you would happen

And you’re stuck in a meaningless job

You were told to acquire, so you

Would have something to do for awhile

Which meant until the life was

Sufficiently beaten out of you 

And your will to live was as slim

As the hair on your head, a lost cause

To the society in which you bear

Upon caving shoulders. 

And before you know it,

The world keeps going 

On and on without you

As you lie still in the box you spent

The last few pennies you earned on,

Not even allowed to squirm around

And tell if it was worth it.

- anna magee (March 16th, 2021)

https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/adult

Untitled (rainy days)

2016

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Snow Drift

anna magee (March 14th, 2021)

https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/snow-drift

Stolen Chair

Last night

The wind

Took my chair

Much to my

Displeasure

But the chair

Didn’t care

As it floated

Away, miles

From the stoop

From which

It had come

Snatched and

Stolen by

Nature, and

Flung down

The street

An adventure

For plastic

And bolts

anna magee (February 27th, 2021)

https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/stolen-chair

Soft, Strange

(March 4, 2021)

Stagnant kisses linger longer

High and bright on movie screens

Glassy eyes in jars, and secret scars

Blushing vibrant blues and greens

Here lies scattered static stillness

Where dullness drizzles to the bone

Dreams catch and crush lonely reality

The world of which is home sweet home

Fear flies fondly from my throat

A soft, strange sister speaks to me,

Beyond beginning and breathing, will be

Always another adverse anxiety

anna magee