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Sheets and Seeds
I bleached my sheets,though they were clean,freshly placed upon the bed,then ripped away a moment later by my mania,an obsession that I have with weaponising my past against my fallen face,pulling the trigger,pushing the button,smashing the galled glass and bathing in the shards. Like a poppy,I push through the damned dirt,staring frosty mornings in the…
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Life On Venus
Is this a true story?You’ll have to stick around and find out,dear reader,because, I, your beloved and unreliable narrator have always regaled you with my tall tales,the truth melting in my mouth as I weave between your reality and my own. Once upon a time,twice as long ago as you’d expect,silver lights shined through closed…
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Straight and Narrow
Every now and then I find myself fantasising about the most unremarkable things.Daydreaming about washing dishes as you dry with a tattered teatowel,when my guilt comes in gallons and works its way down my throat,I think about washing dishes with you,with your favourite record playing from the living room,and your hands, wrinkled from the water…
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A Case Of The Mondays, On A Tuesday
Good morning glum one,it’s a great day to be bounding through life with as much of a smile as you can salvage.The world’s a little savage,and the passage of time is sublimely snappy, when you really don’t need it to be,but you are awake,and you are breathing,and that’s something.
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Shower
I found your fingers across my neck the next morning in the shower,such was your determination to follow me to the ends of the earth (or at least from the bedroom to the shower),exhausted but devoted,your cold morning kiss joined them,warming under the rushing water,clutching me close in the cascade as you whispered my name.
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 