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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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Signed Paperback Restocks Now Available – New Signed Items Available
Hola amigos, Signed Paperback copies of my new poetry collection, Confessions of a Self Aware Manic Pixie Dream Girl, as well as restocks of Deus Ex Machina, Ol’ Brown Eyes Is Back, and 27, With A White Lighter are now available in my store 🙂 Confessions of a Self Aware Manic Pixie Dream Girl …
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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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Sincerely, Jennifer x 