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Flashback – The One I Love Belongs To Somebody Else
Millie was a vegan, until she wasn’t. Last night, I came home and found her at the kitchen table, surrounded by meat, uncooked, raw, filling plates and bowls. Blood poured from her lips as she shoved handful after handful into her mouth, not seeming to notice I was there. Nothing seemed to matter but her…
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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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The One I Love Belongs To Somebody Else
Millie was a vegan, until she wasn’t. Last night, I came home and found her at the kitchen table, surrounded by meat, uncooked, raw, filling plates and bowls. Blood poured from her lips as she shoved handful after handful into her mouth, not seeming to notice I was there. Nothing seemed to matter but her…
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Nothing Is True
My mother’s womb is the ocean. I cover my dreams, and suspicions in foundation. I have been darker than a doomed room, broken home that sometimes glistens. When I listen to silence, I am breathing in bright rhythms, paying visits to pacific parts of my heart, untouched by ugly aspects. Nothing is true, when everything…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 