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New Moon Rituals
I set fire to my past, while the new moon slept around my shoulders. Stars set their eyes upon me, weeping with my brown eyes, steeped in sympathy, seeing the world turn, fate turning with it. I embrace embers, cherry red, wrapped around me, burning and cleansing, falling to firm concrete, finding my way to…
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Embrace Fear
I tire of fear, and those who embrace their fear. Embrace me, instead.
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For the first time in my life, I am really happy.
Drowning just a little, when the night comes down on me, due on stage in fifteen, downing drinks, injecting dreams. My veins have always been clean, but my soul would beg to differ. I’ve seen the demons, hanging on the arms of my reflection, as I try to look past the mirror and avoid my…
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Wilma McCann, Emily Jackson, Irene Richardson, Patricia Atkinson, Jayne MacDonald, Jean Jordan, Yvonne Pearson, Helen Rytka, Vera Millward, Josephine Whitaker, Barbara Leach, Marguerite Walls, Jacqueline Hill.
“Say her name”, we ask, minds are blank, his name echoes. Infamous. Blood soaked. “Say her name”, we ask, set her free. Let her be hers. His ghostly grip stays. “Say her name”, we ask, serial killers are stars. Women. Trapped torches.
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Today Isn’t Unlucky, and Neither Am I
Ink, irreversible, rewriting the world, then living inside of my letters. At dawn, I whisper sweetness to the universe, paths of gold stick to my shoes, my soul ascending, while my body is tethered to the ground. Repeating requests, watching them unravel, then wrap around me, until I am complete. I watch the universe fall…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 