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There Was Nothing Wrong With Her
I was not a priest,but I paced outside her bedroom with Mother Mary in my hands and God’s word in my heart.She scratched and clawed at the walls,damning the door with her hurt, hateful screeching,and all I wanted to do was heal the girl.My hands burned, apprehensive and anxious,and she howled,pleading for relief as I…
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Love Is An Exorcism
Last night, unclaimed flames, floated across the islands, and followed us to the shore, to watch, from the heavens, as you left mountain avens, on my lips. I slept, silent and still, by the mermaid’s grave. I dreamt you were waist deep, in the water, the jealous moon, showing off, shining on your bare chest,…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 