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Clownery, Luv.
I found you once, on MySpace. Fifteen, fixated on the way you were, disappointed to feel disjointed from what you became. Scrolling down, looking for someone that no longer existed, but still carried your name, and the sweet green eyes, I missed so much.
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The Mad Queen
My eyes are pleading, I am kneeling, and then writhing, whispering, like Lady Macbeth, captivated by your cruelty. I am crazy, with a heart so white, black silk, layered with lace, on our bed, trying to ask, but predictably preoccupied, with how much I fear power, for its own sake, or otherwise. I am holding…
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Pedantic Preacher
Last night, I dreamed I got on a bus to hell, and by some chance, had memories of you, in my mind, so there you stood, nicely passing out the strings of my heart, that you had collected over the years, and I silently took them back, when I could, wondering how you got your…
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The Ghost That Haunts London City Airport
London city airport closed, and I lived the past again. I was waiting, at the DLR station, chasing a fantasy, that you would arrive, dreading my memory, of your departure, locking me back in your embrace, peaceful silence, in the rush of air traffic, that transforms into foot traffic. There was peaceful silence, as you…
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Self Isolation Saturdays
Sunlight has settled outside, knocking on the glass, gazing at me, the queen of quarantines, decorated in my Sunday best, my nostalgia, for the outside world,that I never really liked that much, until it was a path, to the side of the one I love, is a thorn in my side, and a thorn in…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 