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I Am Sane
Crazy is what they call the girls who figure out how the world works.I have been lost to lunacy for the longest time,but it’s time to strip away stereotypes and the chains that they use to claim my soul,because I am not what they want me to be,but I am still a wonder of this…
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A Final Love Letter To The Lesbian I Will Always Love
Passionate about your perfume,the soft scent as I wake up,enamoured by your essence,and the brightness of your blurred eyes,that fog and grow further away every time I close my own.The fantasy of our love affair was my reality for so long,prolonging the pain by pretending you might come home,lone cyclone of loneliness by the door,waiting…
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Two Girls Go To Paris
Two beautiful babes on board the Eurostar, pink sunglasses and perfectly applied lipstick. The clouds have crept from the sky, all that remains is dazzling, brilliant sunshine, and the girls look pretty on their passports, passing landmarks as they lean into each other’s shoulders, champagne, gentle and delicious on perfectly painted lips. Two angels, aching…
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The English Daughter Of An Immigrant
There is a river of ruby running up my arms and down my legs, and in my chest, a vault of vermillion, a million shades soar all through my body, and while my loyalties are split, I still gave my heart to this island, in part, an honest, open heart, split across the shining waves…
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Growing Up
I think wistfully about what I will be like when I grow up. Clean credit cards, a clean sink that gleams, as if it has never glimpsed a dirty dish, a son, settled into sleep (I am so convinced it is a boy), while I write, perched on the windowsill, singing softly to my assorted…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 