Mia MannsinSky’s Falling seriesRedemption Song (from Sky’s Falling)Every march was the same. Every march felt like an exodus up Market Street. It felt as if a crowd were exiting a baseball stadium, but if…Sep 10Sep 10
Mia MannsHobbiesIt’s not until the espresso machine breaks And it’s sent off for good, a recycled electronic corpse That you decide to try again all the ...May 4, 2023May 4, 2023
Mia MannsEntry #2: Things I’m afraid to share online 2022–2020What are you holding that isn’t meApr 30, 2023Apr 30, 2023
Mia MannsEating Avocados GratefullyWe were raised to see beauty in the dream of ceramics Cast by our own two hands. (Yes, this poem has been adjusted for inflation.)Apr 13, 2023Apr 13, 2023
Mia MannsBeat Girlwants to write unemployed wants to learn krav maga to tend city gardens to stave off the apocalypse to master archery in case of the…Apr 12, 2023Apr 12, 2023
Mia MannsProsperity,sinks in the bay, draped in last night’s little black dress, drowning with no splash.Apr 12, 2023Apr 12, 2023
Mia MannsBecause of the ColorsOur teachers made us come by every week, by daylight, after school, to spark new colors. We didn’t get so much as an art credit.Apr 7, 2023Apr 7, 2023
