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Capri Sun
I build a castle from the empty capri sun cartons that gather by the bedside,and you and I watch box sets and play pretend as the day dims and becomes night.You were supposed to be the sensible one,saving me from myselfsunlight in sweet sorrow,but I spiral so much quicker when I’m by your side.I sing…
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The Nearness Of You
You make me nervous,but so does everything else. Don’t feel special. Don’t play with your food. Staring from across the room with a slight smirk,trapping me in the spotlight of your stare,your fingernails, painted a sensible salmon pink,manicured and making eyes at me from across the room,along with you. Don’t play with your food. Your…
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New Year, Same Disaster
It feels like just a few weeks since you last wrote one of these letters, but it is in fact a year. As mad as it might make me appear to the outside world, I enjoy sending these letters to you, and I like to imagine me (or you) reading them, back before all of…
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Daddy’s Girl
The night we got engaged, she kissed me, and all that I could taste was cheap, cherry alcopops, fizzing feverishly against my tongue. It was divine. The floor was sticky and a relentless bass line buzzed in the air. She pulled away, took another swig of her drink and then pulled me back to her…
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Dennis
I moved into his house, and he found me right away. I’d see him out of the corner of my eye at first, just a shadow, with nothing but his own eyes. He had soaring, silver eyes, large as saucers, and always watching. He’d watch me, and I’d watch him, neither of us moving, neither…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 