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Harry and Meghan
She is said to have stolen the spare.They say she bewitched and ensnared him,capturing the man who couldn’t be tamed with her hoodoo, voodoo vixen charms,but the boy was harmed,hitting out at those who stole his youth,used up the lioness that bore him and left her to the wolves. He saw it all.He sat on…
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Things I Thought About As I Got The Tram Away From Your House (Again)
I smoked cigarettes on the horizon that could be seen from the Vatican.God watched,his trembling hands heaving with pills,my shimmering stare shook with the coming cascade. It was the kind of day that would drift into a distant memory,pinned down by my pen,but nothing to write home about.I was just watching the time tick by…
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Last Wish
I’m down to my last wish,waiting for my ship to come in,walking back and forth by the loch with the thought of you locked inside of my lips,your name pressing against my pout,and my mind, slipping, spilling out as I send another text that I shouldn’t. You look over your shoulder,cool, warrior queen,surrounding my sanity…
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The Soil
All of the envy I have belongs to my roses.Hiding under the sanctuary of soil until winter has waned,still so beautiful when spring becomes summer,but I am running all year,finding shelter in nothing,reminders of you in all things,that little threat of tears at the base of my throat when I remember that I never had…
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It Doesn’t Mean Anything
The temperature is tepid,flags flick and flex in the winter wind from every window,lit up by advent candles,because the football is apparently coming home for Christmas,after ignoring its obligations for several years (unless a woman asked),and every night,the pub is buzzing,because people finally have something to look forward to on this mad little island. You…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 