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I Remember You
Barbara Lawrence took the same bus into town every Wednesday. She got on the same stop, by the housing development that had been in progress for as long as she could remember. She picked up the same bits and pieces from Sainsbury’s. A pint of milk, half a loaf of bread and some bits to…
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Senseless
I can’t pretend that I’m not paranoid about how much of this paradise requires me to pretend. I could leave the conflict behind, letting myself lose my inhibitions, like I always promised myself I’d do, when I was old enough to do so. I won’t ever exchange who I’ve been for anyone more convenient, which…
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Conversations With The Devil
The devil said that my body was easy to inhabit, because I was already riddled and rattling with demons, out of the habit of trying to save myself, my soul, I looked myself in the mirror and declared another war, offering myself the dreams I thought I’d lost. My Mediterranean blood burned through the blue…
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Live – Storytime Sundays
Hola amigos, I will be live on Twitch tonight at 7:30PM BST for the first ever Storytime Sundays, a live narration stream where I will share one of my stories with you. Today’s story will be Old Scratch. You can watch and join in here. Besos, J x
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 