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Cowboy Films
A myriad of matriarchs surround the stereo, someone is making sandwiches, that nobody will taste, but will eat, out of habit, and politeness. I pull down my dress, aiming for knees, I will never reach, wondering what you would think of me, if you weren’t obliged, by family ties, to love me. Generations span the…
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Confessions of a Self Aware Manic Pixie Dream Girl – Smashwords Exclusive Presale
Hola amigos, You can now purchase ebook copies of my upcoming poetry collection, Confessions of a Self Aware Manic Pixie Dream Girl, in the Smashwords exclusive presale. Smashwords Presale Besos, J x
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Divorce
I was on the pier, playing my part in filling the ocean, collapsing under the chaos of home, bound to return, but broken at the thought. For a moment, for the very first time, I was alone. There had never been a voice, or even a familiar, friendly hand to hold, just a promise of…
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Naps
I read our lives to you, as I rest, surrounded by the rest of our days, daring to dive into my dreams, deep and delightful. I am live on air, living for you, love in it’s purest, prettiest form, painting masterpieces, with messy, well meaning hands.
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Need
Missed, muted moments, crossfires, connections. I collect the shards of my heart, arranging them in your image, cracking the code of codependency. I need you, and you need me, but we are shattered, seeing each other, for a moment, that is gone in an instant, hopeful glances, as we pass in the night. This passion…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 