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His Love Scared Me To Death
He told me, a trembling wretch, to be unafraid,and I was uncomfortable with the request,despite his gaze, so gentle, giving me some comfort.He told me that he had overcome the world and all its trouble,and I couldn’t conceive it.The smallest things were such a struggle, that the world’s truest troubles were too much to even…
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Sheets and Seeds
I bleached my sheets,though they were clean,freshly placed upon the bed,then ripped away a moment later by my mania,an obsession that I have with weaponising my past against my fallen face,pulling the trigger,pushing the button,smashing the galled glass and bathing in the shards. Like a poppy,I push through the damned dirt,staring frosty mornings in the…
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Because?
Why can’t you see what you’ve already seen in yourself?Why are the same patterns painted differently in your eyes,when they look just the same to mine?I can see how we both took the same path,and I want answers and something to soothe me,but it never comes. You were at the end of a road,watching me…
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The Truth, On National Coming Out Day.
I have known I was a lesbian since I was about ten, and it scared me to death. Well, I say that, but it was more that I knew I was interested in women, not men, but didn’t know what that really meant since I was about ten. More on why that was in a…
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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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Sincerely, Jennifer x 