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Dream, My Darling
You’ll never learn to be happy, because you’re happiest when you’re heartbroken. It just brings something to the surface, a cynical siren call, that you can’t resist, and you will make the same journey, so many times, on just a few hours sleep, and a few cigarettes, shuttled between scenes that all end the same,…
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The Night Has a Thousand Eyes
I break branches, in my sleep, with soft steps, that tried to be gentle. I am walking, wistful, in the woods, warm winds upon my shoulders, from the fire of the forest. Burning branches, pray for their fallen friends, on the ground, as the world grows smaller, the night grows darker, my mind goes faster.…
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Stay Awake
Wait and see, my love. Let life be sweet, surprising. Rise. Just one more time.
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Hello, Again
You are a song, I sometimes hear, in the back of my mind, when I am away with the fairies. I called you last night, by mistake, awaking with the memory of you, your curiosity, for what I became, after we parted ways, all the ways I was so different, and the ways I’d stayed…
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Old Women
My grandma told me once, that when you’re an old woman, you become invisible. Wandering the world, unseen, unheard, unnoticed. I’m surprised WASPI women didn’t turn to crime, to create new pensions for themselves, under their invisibility cloaks. The trouble is, the definition of an “old woman”, changes all the time, because there are so…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 