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The Sadder But Wiser Girl
Seven AM, and I’m staring rather than sleeping, risking madness as I risk assess, again and again, how dangerous it is, to be your little doll. Dropping your name in every dark boulevard, I walk home, all alone, the moon can sense you’ve staked your claim on me, and hides behind the clouds, crowding all…
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In Which Jennifer Asserts Herself, For The Very First Time
If you ever get the urge to look me up, to hook up, to check up, on what I’m up to, don’t. I’ve spent so long, trying to stand up, to grow up to be the person I knew I had the power to be, before I met you. You’re not the worst person I’ve…
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Treehouse
The sun sings in the sky, watching us wake, from the same spot every morning. I communicate behind closed doors, thinking out loud, chatting to a picture of us, thinking of the past, back when things were so simple, when you saw me as your sunlight, before I became an endless evening, dark secretive shadows,…
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Fine Wine and Smirnoff Ice
Someone asked me why I won’t date men my age. They asked me and I was cast back through time, on trains and buses, listening to men my age, when they think they can’t be heard, boasting about body counts, swapping stories like Pokemon cards, about women who trusted them to keep it to themselves.…
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Left Behind
Maybe the way your voice shakes isn’t an impediment, it’s relevant to remember, that you only get caught up, abandoned by your own breath, when you think too much, about the way you lost your last voice. You only get fucked up, when you think of how you lost her, the way she clung to…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 