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The Way To My Heart
The way to my heart has never been a mystery, or a shadowed, scary path. There is a map, drawn up and down your arms as I lean into them at sunset, a clear trail of helpful hints, snaking through your living room to the bedside table, where I place my lipgloss and my earrings,…
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Goodnight Guy
Glittering sky behind us, as we ascend and amaze the applauding universe. I tell you that I won’t tell a soul, but your name is sewn inside my smile, and everybody knows that I only smile for you. I kissed you at three AM in a desperate dream. It felt so real, that I was…
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Shut Up Sia
The lives of others are not just lines for your screenplay, not projections you can place neatly on an actress, not fun little trinkets you can use to attract award show voters. They are lives. Real lives, of real people, at risk to the restraint that you said was okay, because you didn’t know enough,…
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Pick Up a Book and Learn Your History
Our pages are torn and tarnished, our past is vandalised and hunted, and so we grasp at every colour of the rainbow, holding tight with wounded hands, to bruised chests, with broken hearts. We are a family, related by our rejection, meeting once a year, all over the world, some bursting with pride, some in…
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Here Lies That Sad Girl From The Internet
Where will the statue of me reside? When I am a pile of bones in the ground, rarely recalled by my son, who has his own life to lead, and manages to make it back on February 1st, with roses and poppies to place on a headstone, where I am identified as a wife and…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 