Archive - Annie Hendrix

(Poetry) A poem written for me, not by me

Jul 12 •

(Short Memoir) Some people don’t like it when I tell them the first song I wrote was a joke.

Jul 6 •

June 2025

(Micro Fiction) Selena felt something turn inside her, and she handed the rollie back to him without taking a puff.

Jun 29 •

(Poetry) I was strong enough to climb the pruner’s rope left idle in the cypress tree.

Jun 21 •

Close Your Eyes

(Flash Memoir) He left the room briefly and returned with a handful of Pixie Stix candy. “Want to play a game?” He asked, and I said yes because it…

Jun 15 •

Mark Turner is a Liar and a Thief

(Fiction) “I just love the great outdoors!” Mark raised his arms and gestured to the quarter acre lot, filled primarily with concrete paths, lawn, and…

Jun 8 •

(Poetry) Some misunderstand the simple life

Jun 1 •

May 2025

Deleted Scenes from the Bestselling Utopian Book Review

Celebrating Vanya Bagaev's rebellious work of experimental fiction.

May 25 •

(Poetry) Each begs the other to shed the shear layers

May 11 •

April 2025

This Will Happen Again

(Flash Fiction) I will see my reflection, spinning.

Apr 22 •

(Poetry) Indie music that lives primarily in the shadows

Apr 20 •

The First Annual Birdstack Blitz

(Winner Announcement) "Most poetic bird goes to..."

Apr 19 •

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