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Bored Now
You said that you’d been seeking solace since last summer,the siren song of solitude was so strong that you swam out into the sapphire sea without looking back.I understood that,because, same,but then you made the mistake of moving with the tide and washing up right back where you started. It’s summer again,and you’ve lost your…
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Home, At Last
Nothing changed, except me, the very last of those girls, who skipped, so drunk, down the royal roads, to imagine our lives could be whatever we dreamed of. Now the girls are gone, they are fine, I imagine. We send digital hearts, online, to say, “Hey, I’m not dead. Glad you aren’t either.” I have…
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Murdered
I went back to the scene, of the many times she was murdered, canvassing Camden Town, to find her at 18, at 21, at 26. I was too late. Murdered, by the man who told her he knew best, choked to death, by the flimsy fabric, of the dress he insisted she wear, and the…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 