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4 Days
Good morning. There’s nothing good about it, but it’s social convention, to be polite and follow all the rules. I smile, this morning, just because you said you like it when I do. Bound to be beholden, binding myself in bubblegum knots, water boarded by the tears of my temper tantrums, I say “Good morning”…
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5 Days
Last night, I wondered what would happen, if I never saw you again. I thought about the bakery you said we would visit. I tried to imagine the taste of fresh bread, so I could be less bleak, but bread made me think of your mouth, and how gently you kiss, when you have just…
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6 Days
I don’t think I’m angry, anymore. I don’t know what this feeling is. This gnawing knot, somewhere deep within me, that I can’t see, so I won’t acknowledge. A detached ache, when my mind lights up, blue, your colour, in so many ways, ransacked from the rainbow. I don’t think I’m angry anymore. I don’t…
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Jennifer, The Good (and Sometimes Bad) Witch.
Honey jar of hope, soaking up the sun, making plans with the moon, on my windowsill. I sneak into the realm, where you sleep, something sweet falls from my lips, to the tip of your thoughts, and I leave you, as I found you, (for the most part), because sometimes, a man needs to think…
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You Were Here
You were here, when the dawn made itself known, pressed up against my window, weak curtains, unable to resist, reaching through the glass, to will me towards the waking world. You were here, in the loosest sense, before I was lucid, I idealise you, when I’m awake, so I dream of you, always, when my…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 