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Casablanca
In the darkened hours, lost in fever dreams, orchestrating affectionate insanity, volcanic vulnerability, expecting the worst, yet I still jump, over the edge, unleashing the words I swallow, because I’m afraid you won’t like how they taste. Under the bright lights you bring to my life, tempted to stay, in the fantasy we create. Am…
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New Podcast Episode Available
Hola amigos, There is a new podcast episode available, featuring some new poems, as well as discussions about about my adventures in dreamland, taking risks, fire safety in the UK, and… um… my new boyfriend. I also discuss the latest dramas in the upcoming general election, including free broadband, Scottish Independence and Boris Johnson getting a…
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Love Is Cannibalism
I ask you again, before you’ve even finished reassuring me, for the thirteenth time, I ask you if I’m awake, existing in a time, where someone truly adores me. I rest my head, on all the scenarios I have seen, in my overactive, overexcited imagination, asking myself why I can’t sleep, why I can’t breathe,…
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Ghost Duet
The world is background noise, a loading screen of my longing, yearning for you to send more sweetness. I awake, aching for the warmth of your words, pinned to my sheets, by the sound of your voice, examining each syllable you spoke, as I fell asleep on the phone, a luscious lullaby, that followed me…
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Twenty Four Hours
Twenty four times, you bite your tongue, and think of mine. Your body betrays your mind, as you wake, your lap springs to life, your rest interrupted by your impulses, racing, restless, you waste time, trying to escape your yearning mind. Twenty four trips, to the shops, to the shed, to wherever you can be…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 