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Signed Paperback Restocks Now Available

Hola amigos,

Signed Paperback copies of my new poetry collection, Ol’ Brown Eyes Is Back, as well as 27, With A White Lighter are now available again in my store 🙂

Ol’ Brown Eyes Is Back

27, With A White Lighter


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New Merch Available

Hola amigos,

There is a new range of merch, including shirts, phone covers, posters and signed items, available in my store, themed around my upcoming album and poetry collection, Deus Ex Machina.

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Purchase New Merch

Preorder Deus Ex Machina

Besos,

J x


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Live Performance In London Tonight

Hola amigos,

I’ll be performing tonight, at The Week Behind Bars in London. I’m really excited to share some of my new work with you, and I hope to see some of you there 🙂

You can find full details and buy tickets here

Besos,

J x


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Fire Of My Loins

I am sitting in a whirlwind,

of woeful, wistful voices,

veering closer,

as I sit with my smug smile,

and my cheap notebooks,

full of cheap cracks,

about everyone I perceive to have punished me.

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I close my windows,

just to make sure I’m alone,

waking up when both the sun and moon are sleeping,

so the city is my own,

and I do not have to share.

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Line to line,

I get by fine,

prosey,

pretentious Princess,

fucking my feelings,

and my finest work,

every night,

because they satisfy me,

in a way no man or woman ever could.

Screaming silently,

drowning in my own divine decadence,

dreaming in Spanglish,

slow motion declarations of devotion,

from a carousel of cancelled affections.


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