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Lockdown: Day Number… Honestly, I Don’t Know
The world is ending, probably. I’m not a doctor, or the prime minister, so I can’t be sure, but everything feels unapologetically apocalyptic, so I’m not sure what else I’m supposed to think. I think I’m supposed to panic, but I’m actually relieved, laying in the dark, remembering little moments of life, my heart, still…
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Happiness, And Other Made Up Fairy Tales
I thought, for a change, I might try to be happy. I read once, that you can have the life you dream of, if you believe enough, but I’ve swallowed so much snake oil, that I’m not sure there is room for more, so my belief system is just a blanket of bad ideas, patched…
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Go To Waste In The Wrong Arms
I guess I never learned to paint my nails properly, like everything in my life, I can’t quite keep between the lines, but you don’t seem to mind. You tell me they look nice, and your voice, soft and reassuring, is all the convincing I need, to keep splattering black nail varnish, in the vague…
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Halloween Hell
You held me close, holding a halloween mask to your face, hoping your costumed bravery would not betray you, on the sofa, suffering from a racing heart, racy thoughts, to distract you from the dark screen, dark dreams. Suffering for me, your desensitised darling, Halloween hell, that lasts all year, but lives in heaven. You…
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The Mad Queen
My eyes are pleading, I am kneeling, and then writhing, whispering, like Lady Macbeth, captivated by your cruelty. I am crazy, with a heart so white, black silk, layered with lace, on our bed, trying to ask, but predictably preoccupied, with how much I fear power, for its own sake, or otherwise. I am holding…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 