Hannah Pniewski

Joined May 2021

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Hannah wrote her first poem when her youngest sister was born. It wasn't very good. But it was chocked full of precious, true nine-year-old feelings. She has tried to reproduce something that honest ever since.

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for our jayebird
How to put the Earth onto a page Her hair the wild rim of the sun Eyes blue with the love of water Backbone seasoned, resilient beyond any other I’ll ever meet
By Hannah Pniewski5 years ago in Poets
A city with history
She doesn’t really smile anymore. It’s more of a grimace these days. The muscles in her face have been stretched thin by life.
By Hannah Pniewski5 years ago in Poets
Let Me Know If This Happens
And as I inhale little particles from the air we wait; to see what you’ll do - to me - to you - to a shifting continent under our feet
By Hannah Pniewski5 years ago in Poets
the princess at the gas station
I wonder what she does at home After her shift at the local QuickTrip Making pizzas for ungrateful 16-year-old boys And me.
By Hannah Pniewski5 years ago in Poets
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Tonight I couldn’t find the right poem. I googled and scrolled but never quite caught the phrase I was looking for - The words to confirm my very name
By Hannah Pniewski5 years ago in Poets

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