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I Never Stopped, Not Even When You Asked Me To
Pictures line the walls of an empty home. Leaving the door open, every night, is my routine, at least, for now, somehow, it makes me feel safe, erratic. The air is cool and encompassing. Can the moonlight find me, or will it get lost, tonight? Missing my directions, every night, I am empty, every night.…
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I Have Been Many Queens
I remember his fear, as he found my fingertips in the night, holding them, as if they were his only anchor to the real world. How he wept into my hair, confessing to the night, that he was afraid to fall in love with me, in case he lost himself. I thought I might tell…
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Purpose
Why do I do it? I ask myself once again. I was born to love, alas, I was born, to a world, so starved, so cold, my heart is unique, destined for searching, seeking but never finding, until it’s over.
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Misadventure
Lying, beside myself, I am infinite, for a moment. Betrayed, by how I portray the complexities, of where I am, as oh, so simple. Black veil at dawn, I sit under the sun, as it stretches out, waking up. I am wondering, if the sun will stay, and if I am enough for her to…
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Happy Home
I imagine, I was an adequate early birthday present, to my mother. Materialising, entering the air, with a solo scream, I became a socialite. Infant it girl, the name on so many lips, the day that I debuted, inside so many arms, I stared into so many faces, amazed, that they are so amazed. As…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 