Anna Auel : Writing

I don't want a hundred, I just want one

I don't want a hundred, I just want one

A Poem by Anna Auel


I buried my heart beneath your walls the only place I ever felt at home �"Q postcard-long love note to an elegant laundress ..
for your consideration

for your consideration

A Poem by Anna Auel


I just love how everyone thinks they can write poetry such tortured artists exist among us. Didn’t you know? (you probably do. Th..
litmus test

litmus test

A Poem by Anna Auel


Confess(shins) scrape against the cave tunnel wall&floor clasp close to smother the truth out spreading wings like nail marks a prehis..
the prince of denmark

the prince of denmark

A Poem by Anna Auel


Our kitten three months young missing a tooth begs the question what else is he missing?
chevre de la solitude

chevre de la solitude

A Poem by Anna Auel


“I buried my heart beneath your walls the only place I ever felt at home.” crossing the street, admiring the elegant laundress𱉮..
6-0 Silk

6-0 Silk

A Poem by Anna Auel


They wanted her for her hands tactile wonders that saw on her behalf here she lies, sawed in half on the table of restraint, struggling to speak..
would you take forty for the pair?

would you take forty for the pair?

A Poem by Anna Auel


Coin-op kings professional repairmen of early machines stored in a listing barn propped up by wooden tool boxes wedged in its armpits they..
the only power lines are in your mind

the only power lines are in your mind

A Poem by Anna Auel


Watched a man on television spread his arms in desert panoramic vision no one needs to add Technicolor to the sand it is the only color for ..
because otherwise we would just surf the internet

because otherwise we would just surf the internet

A Poem by Anna Auel


For no reason at all It is summer so we walk outside take trips to the gas station The two of you meet for no reason at all (you tell me not s..
cutting board

cutting board

A Poem by Anna Auel


I began this poem with the phrase sliced tuna, a serious grasping at straws�" my boyfriend eyes dropping over my shoulder in the seat ne..

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