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Party
I’m a party girl with no friends left,shots with spirits and shadows at a closed, condemned bar.I have far better things to do tonight,but I’m just not in the mood,exuding endless glamour that nobody notices,all alone in a silent echo chamber.
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Spoiled
They are tempted by my temper,because my exotic flair makes it feel like passion,something fashionable,like in a French magazine,since sweet sixteen,and further back,in the fables of my life that I have forgotten,I was rotten to the core,storming through each day with a smile and my rage. I dream of diamonds,around my neck and down the…
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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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Sincerely, Jennifer x 