Julianna Marie : Writing

And Then It Gets Cliche

And Then It Gets Cliche

A Poem by Julianna Marie


There were eyes on advertisements on the 49, looking at us, pleading for better childcare, for erections, for a vacation on the Caribbean, for us to d..
An Almost-White Lemon

An Almost-White Lemon

A Poem by Julianna Marie


Building houses out of homeswith our matchstick fingertips,harboring the sparkwhile walking in and out of our best minds.And I saw you in the corner,y..
Narcissus, is that you?

Narcissus, is that you?

A Poem by Julianna Marie


If anyone would’ve asked either of us before the technological revolution,we both would’ve replied that we’d never last,but we cheat..
21 Years Later

21 Years Later

A Poem by Julianna Marie


I can’t tell you what it’s like to be a ghost,(because that implies that you lived before your death,)My timeline starts a little after th..
All That Keeps Us Apart

All That Keeps Us Apart

A Poem by Julianna Marie


I awoke at dawn and my eyes were cement mixers,churning conglomerate thoughts into instancesof smooth conversation,taking chips off the shoulders of h..
What Happens When The Crows Return?

What Happens When The Crows Return?

A Poem by Julianna Marie


These clothes only belong to mebecause consumerism told someone else tothrow them away,strung up on my limbs of wilted grass,browned by the memorythat..
We are the Beautiful, the Doomed, the Wretched

We are the Beautiful, the Doomed, the Wretched

A Poem by Julianna Marie


Behold the vast, deep-blue skybreaking waves above us,We are the sirens that loom beneath;We are the beautiful,The doomed,The wretched.Society, societ..
Urbanized Poetry

Urbanized Poetry

A Poem by Julianna Marie


If poetry was a city,it would be burned down and underground:charred skeletons of buildings left loomingin a basement full of lifeless salt minesÉ..
Our Imaginations; Our Realities

Our Imaginations; Our Realities

A Poem by Julianna Marie


There were grown men on their kneeslike crawling children,reveling in their own s**t,unable to get up and walk away,unable to act their ages.Everyone ..
As you/leave me/to break

As you/leave me/to break

A Poem by Julianna Marie


The world is so beautiful when its quiet,see it there, in the lingered graze of your fingertips.At finger’s edge,you’re limitless.And the ..