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Late Night Interlude
You tell me love is grand, acting grand, by your grand piano, and I sing along, to each song that you play, along each inch of my body, when we’re alone. The night is old, barely breathing, as morning crawls closer. You play on, I sing along, we play cotton covered chords, under the stars.…
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Staying After School
Valleys, groves, hills and fields, my love, I heard your name in every one, every waning whisper of the wind, as I lay in your lap, wary but wild, and you read to me. I was taken from the ground, you know, little girl lost to your gust. I must stress, I was literate before…
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Home, At Last
Nothing changed, except me, the very last of those girls, who skipped, so drunk, down the royal roads, to imagine our lives could be whatever we dreamed of. Now the girls are gone, they are fine, I imagine. We send digital hearts, online, to say, “Hey, I’m not dead. Glad you aren’t either.” I have…
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A Funny Thing Happened On The Way To The Bus Stop
I thought he wasn’t breathing. I cursed myself for checking out of science class, like I knew it all, and for panicking on the phone, as the kind but clearly frustrated paramedic tried to teach me how to see life. A whole town walked by. Different faces, same “not my problem” look in their eyes.…
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New Video: The Babysitter
Hola amigos, I hope you’re doing well. You can now watch my newest YouTube video, based on my poem The Babysitter, on my channel, or embedded below. I hope you enjoy it! Besos, J x Enter The Poetry Competition here Pre Order “Kissing Boys, Just For The Thrill” here Order “Stormy Weather” here Order “Last…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 