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No Man Is An Island, But I Am No Man
She asked me why I insisted on existing as an island,why I felt so frosty when she held me,why I had to be born as the daughter of the lonely sea.I could see her frustration,see her point and her many objections to all the boundaries and barriers I had blessed between us. No man is…
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Primer Amor
I walk with dreaming Gods and fallen angels, but I kneel for my true love. She lives in a heaven that I long to inhabit, King of all she surveys and of all of my bad habits. I blame my mania on her beauty and she blames her pale skin for her blushes, sweet daughters…
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Sant Jordi, for Sapphics
At six AM,I set off as the sun showed her face,smiling, high in the sky,as Saturday said “Hello sweetheart, would you like to fall in love?” My hands hungered for the velvet softness of beautiful buds,blood red, spilling across the valley,and my body is electric as I head towards a destined love affair. My fingers…
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Sinking
Soaring, roaring waves wrack the weakened wood, the moon sheds her tears as the night trickles by slowly, the morning sun will mourn when she arrives at the ocean’s graveyard, crossing paths with the moon, like sad ships in the night, chasing phantoms to uncharted waters.
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When The Party’s Over
Leave the bottle on the bar.I’ve kicked the can down the road,tracking its rattles,trying to hear what lies inside,but I think it’s just another thing that I don’t want to know,so you don’t need to know either. I sleep in shifts,paranoid and flanked by my sycophants.My best boy is a sociopath,nouveau riche narcissist,talks his shit…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 