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Sweetheart at St. Francis’s Hospital
I line your letters beside my lipsticks. We stare together into the mirror, my hair, freshly washed, the wail of the waves outside my window, as I sweet talk sweet peas into growing in the cool ground of my desk. I was born gratefully late, far after they stopped ending the dreams of girls like…
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Miss You
I wait for your kiss, it lives in far away lands, until lockdown ends. Until then, I dream, a slave to my subconscious, lips soft, fast asleep.
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Cherry Blossoms
Cherry blossoms caught in my hair, as I return home. The air is ice, but I am warmed by your arms. First around my waist, then gently pulling me into you entirely, your lips letting me know, that you’d prefer me to stay home. I had plans, but now I have your hand in mine,…
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The Raven
My raven couldn’t wait a second more, ignoring my door, rapping on my insecure mind, finding routes inside, tearing out the safe affirmations I had acquired, since he last came knocking. Darkness there and nothing more, after the raven was done, ripping down the reminders I’d left, all across my life, of the ways I…
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Some Girls Just Need To Be Influenced
I cut rivers from the mountains, of a man’s chest, swimming in scarlet, because you ask it of me. I fall asleep every night, with my head on your knee, your voice is my lullaby, and I dream of violent delights, my Charlie, blue. Silver blade in my belt, your ideas inched inside my head,…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 