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New Year, Same Disaster
It feels like just a few weeks since you last wrote one of these letters, but it is in fact a year. As mad as it might make me appear to the outside world, I enjoy sending these letters to you, and I like to imagine me (or you) reading them, back before all of…
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I Belong Everywhere
I have been to Paris with old lovers,Paris with new friends,I have written poetry in pencil on the bells of Notre Dame,and damned myself to hell as I fell from the Eiffel Tower. I belong everywhere.Daughter of dark nights, star filled skies and the melody of moonlight.Siren of slipping into sleep,then awaking in a dream,but…
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A Letter To Myself, On December 26th 2019
Hunnybee, you’ve got a big storm coming… Where on earth should I begin? Well, perhaps, with some positive news. This year will be a great year for you in many ways, but you’ll be very depressed for a lot of it, so you won’t notice until right at the end, when you sit down to…
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Yes. No. Yes. No.
Yes, I was so dramatic, but that’s what you loved about me, I was a tempest, a teen temptress, slamming doors, stirring you up, tearing the whole room apart, until you could take no more, kissing away my kicking and screaming. No, I didn’t have a clue, and there are things that nobody can teach…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 