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An Astute Assessment Of My Continued Stupidity
After midnight, meeting the gaze of the mirror, my summer skin stings and sings, with every wandering of the whip hand, sweet forehead kisses stay on my mind, long after you leave, never really here, just a shadow that stood somewhere in the room, someone that I needed to see, to remind myself that I…
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Salt Circle
Salt shines, circling me, sparkling in the sun, if I look close enough, and demons drool, jealous and dripping in desire, reaching out but never quite connecting.
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The State Doesn’t Love Your Children
Joe’s number came up, and he never came home. Homesick for the innocence of teenage summers, driving his dad’s truck down to the moonlit beach, with a couple of cans that they shouldn’t have had, and a couple of friends he’d never see again. Joe’s sister was an unwed mother, but he still wrote to…
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Cherry
Burning inside as the bright morning arrives, branding your beautiful face with my lipgloss, cherry telling you, that I choose you, just in case you needed to know. I hold my hand to my heart, hearing it whisper your name, sleepless and seeing stars, as lightning leaves a mark on the sky.
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Ghostwriter
Guitar on the ground, my vision is clear, and all the rose tinting turned out to be blood. There’s apparently a reason for everything, but I’ve always had my doubts. I’ve always been the kind of girl that gets no lessons from mistakes, unable to understand why taking the same path always leads to the…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 