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New Live Event

Hola amigos,

I’ll be performing this month, at The Week Behind Bars in London, on Thursday the 23rd of January, at 19:30.

You can find full details and buy tickets here

Besos,

J x


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Writer and Musician Jennifer Juan Combines Poetry and Music in New Release, Deus Ex Machina

Musician and writer, Jennifer Juan is kicking off 2020 with a bang, as she premieres her dual poetry and music release, Deus Ex Machina (Underground Wonderland Records). Released on February 7, 2020, Deus Ex Machina will combine poetry and music to explore the search for true love and a happy ending. The first single was “Lifestyles Of The Loved and Blameless,” the first track from the EP with sensual vocals, flirtatious lyrics and bass heavy, slick production has been streamed by thousands of music lovers since release, with the second single, Cloud Nine, a tender, lo-fi ballad, perfect for Valentine’s Day, to follow on February 14th, with an accompanying music video.

Discussing the new EP, Jennifer said, “Every track on the record expands on a story from the book, I can’t wait to share it with people.” 2019 ended on a high note for Juan, with her music finding 70% more listeners, on Spotify alone, her latest book “Ol’ Brown Eyes Is Back” hitting bestseller status on Amazon just one week after release, and a series of singles in the autumn and winter, including Christmas Citalopram and Calais and Dover finding tens of thousands of listeners, 2020 looks to be another good year, with the release of Deus Ex Machina.

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“Deus Ex Machina” by Jennifer Juan is available from February 7, 2020, on iTunes, Spotify, Apple Music, YouTube Music and all major digital stores and streaming services. The deluxe edition is available exclusively on Bandcamp.

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Good Morning, Starlight

Good morning, Starlight.
I am awake,
encased in your embrace.
My beauty is stained with blood,
resting on your chest,
a tapestry of scratches,
I am proud to have sewn.
It has been six hours,
since we saw our subject.
I purr your name,
an eager kitten,
sleepily,
softly padding after you,
to the car,
to see our latest adventure,
in the frightened, febrile flesh.

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Ah, yes.
He sleeps so sweetly,
his glassy eyes gaze,
burning a hole through the map of hair
and splatter stains,
that tell a story,
on the carpet of your car trunk.
Gold and red,
go so well,
underneath the morning sun,
that illuminates what we did,
when the moon came to visit.

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As the cold air eats away at us,
I lay,
playful,
in his tomb,
as you wrestle with your guilt,
and his corpse,
in low, lazy grass.
Chainsaw changing the scene,
as I dream of tonight’s adventure.
Moonlight.
Music.
Murder.


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Whoops, I Married A Capricorn

Five thirty,
at the mercy of approaching sunlight,
and the angry, unwelcome alarm,
I am happy,
held in heaven,
an anxious angel,
counting seconds,
sequences,
silences and small noises,
moving at the command of your rising and falling chest.
I dance to your breath,
subdued but lively,
resting and restless,
holding on,
with fevered fingertips,
to every second of waking up with you.

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Our mornings are righteous.
We are on the right side of the bed,
I join your tattoos,
touching each part of your arms that I can reach,
with closed, cautious eyes,
pretending a little longer,
that I am softly sleeping,
in high, holy, happy heaven.
You are sound asleep,
sometimes,
in every respect,
not seeing the magic you make,
or the way you have haunted me,
my whole life,
an out of reach illusion,
that my mornings were missing.

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Sometimes,
you are not a mortal,
but a sparkling soul,
sleeping all around me,
seeping inside my mind,
my nerves,
my veins,
and a million medical terms,
that I cannot name,
and I am changed.
I wake up,
renewed,
clean and pure,
tested but true,
waking up,
at last,
with you,
in high, holy, happy heaven.


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