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An Ageing Tree Decides That She Doesn’t Care If She Is Ageing.
They told me that my leaves had fallen to the ground,and that all my fruit had gone with them too,rotting and writhing in the dirt,drowning in insecure tears from a tree who was mired by missiles since she was just a sapling. I stopped crying when I realised that my leaves would return,that my fruit…
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What Is A Woman?
Luckily for me, and my lackadaisical little woman brain,there will always be men, making sweeping statements on my behalf.Battering down my kitchen door to bellow definitions and debating with shadows,while I give a bemused, indifferent glance,glazing over as the pasta boils over, and I pray for some peace and quiet. Luckily for me,the lads are…
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Shark Week
Is my life over?Is this all there is?Am I lost in the thunder,thrown into dismay as the world crashes to pieces around me,or am I just hormonal? Sometimes,I wish that I had been a braver babydoll three years ago,and stepped into the sweetness of the sun,but there was so much to distract me,so I could…
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The Adventures Of Action Woman and Emotionally Overwhelmed Poet Barbie
She dressed like every day would be an adventure.Shiny, sensible shoes, fit for running from doom,and a jacket, with lots of pockets,that always ended up carrying my lip balm and sovereign blues.I used to wake like the slow, daunted dawn of Winter,but with her,I would rise before the summer sun had had her breakfast,planning for…
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I Do Not Want Equality. I Want Revenge.
I thought I’d write a flowery phrase about the women that inspire me,all the aspirations they dared me to dream,the ways I followed the paths they placed before me,but,no.I won’t betray them by being docile in the face of disrespect. It is a day for women,and I tire of men doing the minimum.I don’t want…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 