Tick Season

Untitled (still)

anna magee (~ 2018)

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Mouth of the Forest

anna magee (August 15th, 2017)

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Untitled (wheat thins)

anna magee (~2017)

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Sleep withers away

Each new day, in

Such a special way

One that makes me say

I may survive today...

No Way

anna magee (April 6, 2021)

NPR

Good news is like a good symphony

Close your eyes and listen for hours

The ups and downs of various voices

Monotone or melodic they chime away

Knowledge falling from a fountain

A source unseen and wearily trusted

But it comes so easily from the teeth

That tumble and fall and catch again

A dancer re-footing from a stumble

And off they run from point to point

To one I give a hum and nod

A chorus of opinions from the radio

And on and on the chatter runs

- anna magee (January 7th, 2021)

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Mother-In-Law

January 1st, 2021

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Endangered Animal Collection

#1: African Elephant (2019) 

This embroidery piece is FOR SALE! 

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Untitled (Love Yourself)

I hear sweet lullabies in your laugh

even when you find it too rough, too loud.

I still believe your eyes shine brighter than the sun

even when you're on the verge of breaking down.

I still know that flowers grow from your skin

and that life exists from within

even when you pick them out like they're a sin.

I still see summer in your smile

and hear spring in your sigh

even when you think it's dead season in your life.

I still love you for you

even when you don't love yourself too.

anna magee (~2013)

Monday Grind by A.M. Watson (@artsymagee)

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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)

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