Anna FolettaThe ocean is my salve..Plates sit languidly on the table, knives and forks left casually crossed, remnants of a beautiful meal in salad bowls and old fashioned…May 9, 2023May 9, 2023
Anna FolettaTurning towardsBare with me, I want to tell you something about creating magic.Feb 12, 2023Feb 12, 2023
Anna FolettaI am Mother(This piece was written as a spoken word — if you would like to see me perform it, the link is here)Dec 13, 2022Dec 13, 2022
Anna FolettaPsychic Dust StormAmongst the bluest of skies You swept in Beyond and within the expanse of a sweeping landscape of possibility Leaving my hair wild and…Aug 16, 2022Aug 16, 2022
Anna FolettaMy AnxietyMy anxiety is like a toddler On a day When you’re exhausted And haven’t slept a wink And the questions Keep on coming One after another And…Aug 4, 20221Aug 4, 20221
Anna FolettaIs your skin lonely?Do you startle when the soft flannel of a sheet brushes against your leg in the night? Stretching out your legs just to feel the material…Oct 3, 2021Oct 3, 2021
Anna FolettaIf in doubt, gardenIt’s the only thing that has kept me going this week.Sep 4, 2021Sep 4, 2021