Sincerely, Jennifer x

September 8, 2023

Responsibility

The sensible one,with the world around her shoulders.The smog of a sobbing earth stains your scarf,but you smile,as if your life depends on it,and you kiss me,like it will be the last time,and I die,like it was the first time I had ever lived,retiring onto the skyscrapers that sit around your shoulders with a sigh.

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September 7, 2023

Lesbians and Cats Will Do As They Please

If I am to be everything to everyone,why do they see me as so small?Why do they scold me like a little girl?Why do they let their words cast a shadow atop my head,as if I will not grow? Why do they keep clawing my flesh and gnawing on what’s left, if I am nothing?My…

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September 6, 2023

All At Once and All The Time

I tried to become a dream,a vision in violet,at war with your oven and the powder blue sky that sought to distract me,emulating the eyes of my beloved.I gazed out the window in a hazy, happy stupor,until the kitchen was filled with silent, staring smoke,judging and tutting as I fell under your spell. You were…

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September 5, 2023

Routes

The words were written deep within our wounds,but we went different ways, when the sun sank into the soil.We learned different lessons,traced different trails on our troubled skin,but they always had the same destination.

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September 4, 2023

Just Dance

The past pulses from the radio,and I can see a sentimental seventeen year old in the smudged glass of the window.She is smiling, with no sense of the sun’s intention to disappear for a decade.I could tell her,but why trouble her with what’s to come? I just let her dance.

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Responsibility

Lesbians and Cats Will Do As They Please

All At Once and All The Time

Routes

Just Dance