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WTF World
April showers in August. My soul sparkles, compliant and clean, regrets washed away, all the names I used to carve into my heart have been scraped off, circling the drain, crying out for one last chance, but never making it past the fortress of my noise cancelling headphones. The world has always been a strange…
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I love you, Mother
I cried once, on Christmas Day, alone in the kitchen, because you said that you were proud of me, and I was overwhelmed, uncertain if I deserved adoration. Being proud of me must have been a long road. I know that I trouble you, without ever meaning to. I used to see myself as an…
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Recovery
Some days, I think I’ve recovered, and then I remember, the first time I thought I had, and I miss my naivety, so much, that I drown myself, in the knowledge that I will always be struggling for air. I have a little girl, but not in the way you think. She’s so optimistic, sticking…
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Charlie
Charlie. I need you. You’re so into me, under my skin, so deep, that I forget how to love you. I just want you. I tear myself apart, when we’re apart. Cut to ribbons, wrecked, when you arrive. I am thrown to the thrill, of craving, chasing, choosing you, every single time. Please choose me…
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Blanket Boy
You look at me, like you know where I’ve been, but you don’t mind, as long as I’m home and dry, by the time you wake up. It’s not like I wanted to be out so late, but I find myself, frequently, fucking up, facing up to not being who I thought I was, who…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 