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I Am Your Sweetheart, Now
She signed her letters with a spray of her scent and a single kiss,and I’d hold them to my racing heart,to heal the pain of our parting.I would wait by my letterbox with lovestruck eyes,letting myself loose in the land of the lovesick,and when night fell,there was nothing between me and her notes but my…
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Cherry Stem
Cherry stem at the bottom of her glass,tied by her tongue,and me, in her lap,tied up in her troublesome smirk and possessive, pawing hands. The sun was beginning to set,and she had been drinking since it had risen,so I was in a unique kind of danger,just a little lost in her lager fuelled lust,but I…
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#IBelieveHer
A few years ago, I recorded and released a podcast, discussing the behaviour of a man and his abuse of me and other women. I did this to try and raise awareness, because I knew he was attempting to use social media to find and abuse new victims, and I felt it was important to…
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A Woman’s Work
Celia scrubbed at her hands as the sun rose outside the kitchen window. She sighed in the direction of her husband’s urn on the sideboard and shook her head. The morning seemed to intrude earlier every single day, and there was no end to her duties as a single mother. “April!” She called out for…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 