Marie Anzalone : Writing

A Night Dreaming in Iceland

A Night Dreaming in Iceland

A Poem by Marie Anzalone


I left my body last night, to step into that dream, with you. Hot springs, auroras. The arctic wind that played the stones like..
Some Type of Connection

Some Type of Connection

A Poem by Marie Anzalone


First, you said, I don’t like the way they dress, and I really don’t like, the way they pray. You got together with peo..
the same kind of whatever

the same kind of whatever

A Poem by Marie Anzalone


meditation on theme of "connection." First of a few on this theme. For our homework in the Casa los Altos poetry club.
without a seat belt

without a seat belt

A Poem by Marie Anzalone


She said, being poor, for the woman, is exactly like depression. like shame. like Tolkien’s too little butter spread over..
Unsafe Space

Unsafe Space

A Poem by Marie Anzalone


If I told you that this thing that you told me to keep hidden away has become fluid gold and is flowing out of every crack and..
Essay: Me, too, Emma

Essay: Me, too, Emma

A Story by Marie Anzalone


in response to Emma's brave poem. You are not alone, my dear. Never alone.
21st Century Accomplice

21st Century Accomplice

A Poem by Marie Anzalone


IThere is you, with the mirror, standing inside, looking out. You run your fingers in waves through your indignation; arranging e..
These Early Years

These Early Years

A Poem by Marie Anzalone


Today, it rained. And I was thinking of you. Water fell hard. Like pebbles. Like little hopes and silly daily fears. Water splashed up..
Regarding Brokenness

Regarding Brokenness

A Poem by Marie Anzalone


It is inevitable- Life will break you. We are fragile vessels, carved of karmic clay, cosmic crystal. We ring like Tibetan bow..
Earthquake 8.1

Earthquake 8.1

A Poem by Marie Anzalone


when Life hands you earthquakes... create poetry??