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My Two Fathers Are Watching
He towered over the troubled child, virtuous, virgin of hope, a child, ripped from a child herself. Messy when she fingerpaints, messy when she scribbled words that would one day become whole worlds, messy when she tried to climb the kitchen cabinets for biscuits before dinner, his very own Macarena. He had such hope for…
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Lights
I sleep with lights on, brightness beneath my eyelids, free of my darkness.
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TTFN
Lights went out all across London, no birdsong, no bells, no melody on the wind. Just a soft cry, so small at first, but growing, as the windows of the world begin to glow. White candles watch from windows, as the pain of the person who loved him most is heard and echoed in every…
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The Girl’s Madness – Part One
I meet the eyes of my mother less and less, because of my envy, that I could never get past, and the fear that I will pass the point of being her pride and joy, disappearing into her disappointment. My body is a clam that longs for a pearl, passed over by the unkind sea,…
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I Am In Control
I am in control. Taking flight. No direction. Finally, I’m free. Finally, I’m free. My wings, wayward, impatient, there is a whole world. There is a whole world. Vast, expansive, so much space, and it is all mine.
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 