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Westbound
You ask me which way is westbound, as we wait around in London Bridge tube station, for some kind of miracle to occur, some kind of magic where I am miraculously made aware of where I’m going, and my confident stride is finally earned. It doesn’t come. I put my palms across the wall, splayed…
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Flashback – Swimming
Don’t get freaked out.The pool isn’t that deep,so jump, jump, jump,if you want to. Hold the edge,if you’re afraid, like me.You always were,just come closer, I’d like to say,I’ll swim over to you,but I struggle,and I’m screaming. I’ve lost floating.It’s swim or stay pretty.Lifeguard went home.Step up, save us. If I’m your babe,you’ve got to…
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Cabinet Of Confessions
A mess of a man, with no surgical skills, picked up a scalpel, pointed at a heart, and chose violence. Vows lost in a mouth that can only confess on camera, confessing sins to someone who really understands, partner in crime, the hands that his ring don’t call to, someone else’s soulmate. He is a…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 