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issue #11

archives: anna wilson

the library  | gene  |  low talkers  |  high school  |  bio

the library

if i smile
will you run to catch up,
kiss stars on my forehead
if i jump will you
blink
will all of this stop
will i sit down and tangibly feel sick
rushing out of me
in great gulps will you
fill me?  or at least stop
looking in this direction
i'm trying to make a world
from all this excess baggage
of simple, stupid questions
and your extra penny stamps
gathering dust. nick said,
i never forgot your number.
i have to stop replying to these things
in my dreams when really,
all i did was walk away. i just turned
it was night or something like it

© anna wilson

 

 

gene

i saw you outside in the wind
my hair blowing and my memory
jolted about everyone i forgot to call
how i love the shivers that come when i drop acid
and gene schafer doesn't feel any of that when he grabs my favorite pair of pants and rips. rips. rips.
until even my heart is exposed
but i've got others
they're even tighter
you were only in my life for a few seconds
there are no lasting opinions

© anna wilson

 

 

low talkers

you know them, the smooth boys with their
eyes that scream sex
all the time you've seen them.
gotten too close
trying to hear. lost something

© anna wilson

 

 

high school

i lay there straight
looking as skinny and beautiful as i can
....how to deal with someone i want
without alcohol.... i try hard and remember
can't. and have spent too much time already
not speaking. my lips are too dry
i want a cigarette.
since i don't have anything real to say except
"kiss me, you're beautiful, i can't stop imagining
what you look like underneath all those clothes"
everything i say comes out small, silly,
like how you must think of me.
and god. i never thought eyes could be your kind of green
hair this black and, (could it be?) silky

© anna wilson

Anna Wilson is a poet living in Fabius, NY - She is the producer of Crimson Leer, a zine featuring her artwork and poems, and was one-time poetry editor of the now-defunct e-zine )ism(