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Late Night Picture Show
Our hands are dancing in the dark, hypnotised by hundreds of trailers, hundreds of chances to be here again, with popcorn between us, staring up, aching for us to kiss, like they do on the silver screen. Still, the room is silent, still, frozen and forlorn, as your eyes search for mine in the dark,…
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Betrayal, By Design
The sun was a false prophet, but I forgave her for her deception. She never meant to lie, but the words were planted in her mouth, like bad seeds, shoots, choked by weeds, on a cold and frosty morning. I wanted to believe, and she wanted it to be true. Together, we skipped down broken…
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Birthday Candle
The flames have been waiting, seated, neat, above a pink candle, with the weight of all my wishes wrapped around her head like a crown of thorns. I never meant to make her the home of my hopes. I just needed a place to escape to, a refuge from my reality, until I had the…
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Paper Doll
You said you wanted me to understand, and then you didn’t speak for a century. My sweet, suffering paper doll, impossible to perceive, kneeling to worship, worsening and healing, closed off but still feeling, praying for nothing, but still stuck in the routine. Our heaven is a hazy room atop a tower. Flowers litter the…
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Jewels
Jewels dance through the sky, owned by nobody, admired by the dreamers and doomers alike, never to be forgotten, never to be seen through the same eyes, always willing to hear me when I pray. Long into the night, of which there will be many, violets fall from the moon’s smiling mouth, endlessly aware that…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 