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Push Me In The River, Baby
He didn’t want me, because someone else broke me, and I was still clawing back, the glamour, of who I used to wake up as, before she was lost. I let myself trip into tasting, a little something like love, and now my knees are grazed, and my heart is mad at me, and I…
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Girls
There are girls, made from missteps of misled mothers, the best of wishes, and the worst of luck. Those are the strongest girls of all. Order “Stormy Weather” here Order “Last Of The Greenwich Glamour Girls” here Order “The Things We Did Last Summer” here Order “Home Wrecker” here Listen to”Past Preston” here Watch the…
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This One
With standards lower than my necklines, I scribbled your name, everywhere I could reach. My wishes for us, fell to the floor, and I joined them, clutching at your shoes, the hems of your trousers, hysterically hoping. Please. Please. Please. Don’t let this one, be the one, who leaves, like the last. Order “Stormy Weather”…
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The Answered
I wanted him to look at my face, and follow the script, but we had wandered into an ad lib class, so it was up in the air, like the planes, and the pollution. He tried not to say it, but when he looked at my face, he could see you all over it, so…
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El Triste
El triste. I am at my mirror, unable to glance up, to the disappointed gaze, of a girl who hoped for better, but settled for something that made sense. I am wrapped in the velvet rope, that holds me, from the woman I want to be, and I am ashamed, but apathetic, that I didn’t…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 