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Daisy Chains
Glittery cigarette, laying on my lips, mixing drinks with the moon, on the soft sand. Call me your Queen, raging waves, our new homeland, late night lollipops, setting sun, wandering hands. Golden eyes, watching you, from my daisy chains, wrapped around my wrist, and the waist you claim. Bluebells, baby, maybe I could change, strip…
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Counselling
Don’t be stubborn. Don’t be distrusting. Don’t be so distressed. Don’t carry the crimes of lost souls, into your new life. These are the mantras, I repeat in my mirror, every morning, trying hard to adore the idea, of existing in such an unsure, unappealing universe. I don’t mean to be unkind, but as a…
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Temperance
New days are never promised, until the storm is calm, and assurance is redundant. I’m a little reluctant, to wade through rivers and reeds, born again, for the thirteenth time today, destined to be saved by the divine, just in time, but wondering why we have to go through this, every single time. The star…
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Smashwords July Summer/Winter Sale
Hola amigos, My three most recent books, Ol’ Brown Eyes Is Back, Deus Ex Machina and Confessions of a Self Aware Manic Pixie Dream Girl are currently part of the Smashwords July Summer/Winter sale, and are available for free until the 31st of July. Ol’ Brown Eyes Is Back Deus Ex Machina Confessions of…
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Morpheus
In the arms of Morpheus, I am mollified. Sweet serenity, crafting dark adventures, when the moon reigns, and the sun hides, for everyone that we meet. Pass me a poppy, let me sing you to sleep, let us see what awaits, outside the gates, of this restrictive realm, dreaming divine, without deceit, sleeping on seeds.…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 