failed reader

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I wish I’d never 
let you read
any of the stories
in my draft
book
 
Since I always knew 
you’d just skim 
through 
those 
pages

( Lousy reader
that you were—
now, your time, pronto!
to get back 
to school )

This is
a book 
that will
never get
published

Too bad you 
trashed 
the draft 
upon first
reading
 
Too good
you’ll never
ever get
to read 
the end,

One so tenderly 
written in my
doctor’s 
handwriting -
undecipherable,

for
my 
Failed 
R e a d er
E x t r a o r d i n a i r e

“literary glimpses” on Spillwords

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Dear readers,

I am happy to share some good news with you, as my poem “literary glimpses” has just been published by Spillwords.

You can read it here:

With this poem I wanted to pay homage to poetic and fictional works—as they become safe spaces where writers and readers alike can fulfil their desires, and ultimately enact their true identities.

Through the act of reading literary works, we can get a glimpse of these dreams and desires, and of all those perhaps idealised versions of ourselves (writers) in relation to others (readers).

Feel free to like the poem on the Spillwords page if you feel so inclined 🤍.

You can also reach me through IG: @lannazeescribbles – I’ll be delighted to see you on Instagram too.

Thank you SO MUCH for reading, liking, and commenting on my posts. I couldn’t be happier to have fellow bloggers enjoy my writing 🖤.

Anna (LannaZee)

dry rhyme

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i see myself 
poetry bare naked
just reflected
in your half
broken 
m i r r o r

while taking
a sip out of
your nearly 
empty bottle
of dry 
w i t

can you see us—
or at least
can you 
remember what we
used to look
l i k e

in that, 
our world of
alternate
rhymes
and fancy
w o r d p l a y s

worlds now
dissolved into
thin air, for readers
to imagine—
But never
r e a d

i see us
poetry bare naked
just reflected
into that 
half-broken
mirror

a sip out of
our nearly 
empty 
rhyming bottle
of dry
g i n