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The Babysitter
You never weatherproofed your roof, and so I came, with the rain, falling unwelcome, but essential, dripping into your daydreams, washing away the nights of low self esteem, waiting in the gutter, for you to need me again. I dance in the damp, to the sound of your thunder, love for each striking stroke, of…
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Women
The bitter bite of being underestimated, again, as if I am not sewn together, from the ones the world tried to tear apart. Today, I am not the girl I was. I am patched up, with pieces, a collage of Queens. Their bones are fused, with my refusal to be silent, we are together, awake,…
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OK
I tried to hate him, I tried harder than I’ve ever tried at anything to hate that man. As I lay alone with nothing but a bathrobe and a small blanket for comfort I tried again. I closed my eyes and visualised his soft, gentle hands on her body and bit my lip to stop…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 