Annalise Wellman

Green lights Liquid disguise Lucy in the sky Diamonds in the eyes Can’t fathom the words Stuck on the climb Lost in oblivion Fine little lines Move through bodies Hiding from the clock Same train Different stops Holding on Until we fall off Unwind in the divine, I promise, It will all come with time.…

Your blue lotus touch On a stained glass door In the January blush Carmel gaze meets mossy oak There’s something about me But you don’t know for sure And I scare you just enough To where you want to know more When the widower bowed on the empty street You laughed and said you didn’t…

Water levels rising Doors sealed I’m fighting, Get me out of here. Hands chained to the floor I can’t reach the door, Get me out of here. Motif of misery Where you go is despair But I can’t escape And I’m left gasping for air, Get me out of here. You said you know me…

Did I see you there, In silvery mirrors on a painted drywall slab? You stood with me, You held me, A singular specter of the past. Did I see you there? You traced my arms, A familiar feeling, Spelled out what’s carved in the scars, A reminder of perpetual healing. Did I see you there,…

To the ones waiting on me: I’ve never been more afraid to be in love Than I am right now. I’m a cowboy, I look to the horizon and see a way out. I ride alone. I don’t trust my company. Loving hard, but leaving quick. I’m not ill, it’s just how life has been.…

I am so honored to announce that my application for an artist residency at Château d’Orquevaux in France was accepted! I have also been awarded the Denis Diderot A-i-R Grant towards my experience at the chateau. I am so honored and excited to have this opportunity to work alongside internationally renowned artists and writers in…

I couldn’t hate you if I tried For I’ve loved you more than half of my life. It’s a funny thing, you know: How the ones you love most Tear apart your inner soul How they hurt you with the kindest stroke Holding the knife to your throat But they can’t see the blood. I’m…

Barely a breeze sifts Through fronds of myth. A scarlet thing, tainted with Future tidings and warmth. Rolling skies, Cream in complexion, Dwindle above, Nosey in their gait. Frosty pavement. Denim-tinted nostalgia. The taste of freedom In hazelnut gazes and coffee grounds. Sanity and society. The dream stealers. The feat keepers. Share a direction, Disagree…

I moved my piece, Said my peace, It’s your turn now. You can leave, That’s okay, Or you can stay, And we could work it out. I’ve been true to my word, Since our first words, To be met by your silence, And captured by hurt. Now, I know you’ve been hiding, There’s no need…

There’s no air up there In the clouds of my crown. I start choking before I fall to the ground. Pull the pin, and I’ll sin, Until everything comes out. Is it real if I don’t drag myself to stake? The pressure in my chest begs me to crash down, Holding on to the edge,…