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Self Preservation For Dummies
I slept as best as I could,surrounded by solemn, strange illusions,that clung a little to me as I opened my eyes.It was Sunday,and all I wanted was the world,but, first, breakfast.Ice cream at four AM,a cigarette in the quiet, crunching garden,full of frost and forgotten flowerbeds.There were hills and valleys waiting for my feet to…
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An Open Letter To Snow
I know that you’re just trying to help.You’ve seen the way we all admire you when you arrive somewhere scenic,lighting up the place,smiles lined across the faces of the cooing crowd,so you probably thought “I’ll cheer them up!”,but honestly love,nobody has time to stop and stare,and nobody has time for the song and dance you…
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Winter’s Influence
Trees reach out with frozen fingertips for their lost leaves,placed in the eye line of the powder blue sky,the moon still shyly smiling across from the proud sun,as the last of the birds go to their summer homes. Winter has yet to arrive,but her influence is everywhere.Frost throws herself across the floor,claiming the calm streets…
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Healing Tree
Snow has sunk into the ground, beaten and defeated by the soft rays of the sun. I stare, seated in my kitchen, at the pleasant pink and blue that peeks from behind the branches of a healing tree, a tree that has weathered the winter, spurred on by the promise of return and renewal. The…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 