Junk Mail

Love in Portland

We took a walk

through Portland lights,

He asked me why

breakups made him feel like a 

balloon pressing too close to 

a sharp ceiling

He looked at me and smiled

But he didn’t choose me.

At 3 am he wrapped his thoughts

A little too closely to the pain

So I tiptoed up stairs at dawn

And slid into his bed

To warm his body and his brain

But he didn’t choose me.

On rainy nights we jumped in puddles 

and talked about the future

in a playground down the street

He told me his dreams

And I told him mine

A shooting star crossed the sky

But he didn’t choose me.

Down the road now a little ways

In a sunny September glaze

He told me he missed me

In the bed in the attic

He cried into my body

And I felt my release

But he didn’t choose me.

He came back again

The weekend after

To drink the devil’s wine

Drunk; a laugh, a kiss

Talk of old times

He said he was sorry

But he didn’t choose me.

Now the summer sun

Is obscured behind buildings

Touching the sky

And he took me to his heart

And gave it all to me

And said if he could go back

And do it all again

He would choose me.

I fought my way into his head

Into his thoughts, into his bed

For so hard and so long

But now that the time had come

All the things inside my head

All the things he’d ever said

Built a wall between him and I

He asked me to choose him.

I chose myself.

anna magee (~ July 2016)

https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/love-portland

Paper Waltz

- anna magee (March 13th, 2015)

Another poem from high school!

https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/paper-waltz

Snap.

anna magee (~January 2016)

https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/snap-516176

Mouth of the Forest

anna magee (August 15th, 2017)

https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/mouth-forest

The Perfect Sweater

- anna magee (January 25th, 2021)

https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/the-perfect-sweater

Silence

anna magee (March 1st, 2021)

https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/silence-494684

The sobering silence of waking without you is deafening, but I'd rather be deaf.

anna magee

Jenness Beach

anna magee (April 3rd, 2021)

https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/jenness-beach

Spring Fever

anna magee (~August 2016)

https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/spring-fever 

Voice

A mastered voice is not unlike

A well tuned, polished instrument

That can captivate the mind

As well as the world

And yet,

My mouth falls open

And out tumbles a nasally

Screech that I feel I should

Apologize for, should I?

Words trip and stutter their way

Through tense teeth

Out into the world

To be heard, judged

And stranded forever

In the cold air

Keeping you waiting as I gag

On my own thought

Steam billows from hot ears

As I regain my verbal footing

And tentatively try again,

Cheeks burning alive

My trepid tongue

My own worst enemy.

- anna magee (March 12th, 2021)

https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/voice-497017