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El Triste
El triste. I am at my mirror, unable to glance up, to the disappointed gaze, of a girl who hoped for better, but settled for something that made sense. I am wrapped in the velvet rope, that holds me, from the woman I want to be, and I am ashamed, but apathetic, that I didn’t…
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Medicine Cabinet
I made friends with the medicine cabinet. I asked him to take me away, from the house that built me, and I asked it why the house went deaf, every time I went to the door, to tell it my troubles. He told me she had dreams for me, stuffed in her ear, like wax…
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Love Lessons – Short Film
Hola amigos! I wanted to share a quick video with you today. I’m experimenting with the idea of short films to accompany poems that I write. This is something I get a little more into with the Drowning In Us project, but I’m also working on some shorts to go with other projects, including this…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 