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Boys Will Be Boys
Boys will be boys,until they become bombs,and the playground becomes a minefield,where girls hop, skip and jump over their last day on Earth. Some spots are safe,but some are explosive,some coercive,some creative,some populated by killers,some populated by kindness. Boys will be boys,and some will stay boys.Some will stay sane,and some will be swallowed by madness.…
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What Will The Neighbours Say?
The sky is scandalised, setting eyes on God’s golden daughters, arm in arm, lips, achingly close, the devil dancing between their starving stares.
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There are too many people here but I am all alone
They all want.They all take.They never see.They all bite.They all bark.They never know.I slipped away,in a moment of respite,vanishing into the faithful, forgiving embrace of a dark night,never to be seen again,and I didn’t miss the light I’d left behind.
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Forecast
There are contentious clouds,crashing and colliding,but fortune falls from them,so I don’t mind.A terrible mistake becomes a tornado,but I’m off to Oz on the next house,with Ruby slippers and my prettiest dress,destined to forget,clean and tidy when the storm clears,with a clear conscience and a clear notification screen.October approaches,the leaves jump from their branches in…
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Taking Flight
The streets were paved with people’s dreams,and I walked them in my cheap shoes,hoping that my own would be a nice addition.
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 