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Silvery
Sunday, you are sweet on me, staring as I sing, surrounded by sage, spelling out my own name, with the spiralling smoke. You kiss me, in the car, outside of church, the devil is loose, as you pray, hands on my waist, tender, then tighter, your resolve, wrecked, wavering, wild wolves beat in your heart,…
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The Patron Saint of Painful Regrets
You are my home. Though you elude me, I am still thawed, awed by your warmth. Gazing, glimpsing at your form, never forgetting the way you towered over a trembling child, that was lost to the loneliness of life. You are miraculous snowfall, sent from God, to replace my mistakes, keeping me safe, inside a…
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A Change
Black lace, baked into my skin, into my soul. I know who I was supposed to be, born and bred, by Aphrodite, to belong to somebody, sleeping in silk, breathing bridal vows, in my dreams, they flow around me, floating like clouds, abstract ideas. I know that one day, it will come, but when… When……
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Diverse Verse on Alphabet Radio
Hola amigos, A brand new episode of Diverse Verse will be airing live on Alphabet Radio, this afternoon, at 4PM BST, and I’m really excited for you to hear it. This episode features work from October Falls, Josi and Charles Dale, and covers topics such as racism, transphobia and biphobia. You can listen live, from…
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You Know I Can’t Make It On My Own
Yellow light is my first sight, of course, I fell asleep with the light on, unable to keep myself from our dreams. When I woke up, every single time I do, in fact, regular as clockwork, I swear, every time, that it will be the last time. Too many times have gone, heavenly hell, tender…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 