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Old Women
My grandma told me once, that when you’re an old woman, you become invisible. Wandering the world, unseen, unheard, unnoticed. I’m surprised WASPI women didn’t turn to crime, to create new pensions for themselves, under their invisibility cloaks. The trouble is, the definition of an “old woman”, changes all the time, because there are so…
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Julian Was Coming To Visit
Glassy eyes, against the glass, of the garden facing window. Day is done, dinner, unfulfilling, clock ticking, then snailing. I hold a picture of him, beside my beating heart, that breaks, with every minute. Time snakes, snailing, hope hounded, but prevailing, because he could arrive, at any minute. Life is a surprise, if you let…
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Saviour
Soft, shy waves, collide with clouds and sky, meeting at midnight, stars sleep silently, above us. I remember love, how it lay in wait, around every corner, to capture me, enraptured and evolving. Soon, as always, I revolved around romantic revolutions, knowing you would bring nothing but trouble, but knowing I had no real choice.…
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She Has a Type
Lost little lady, living so many lives, dancing in her diamonds, with divorced dads, in the mist of memories, smoky scenes, drunk, Disaronno, a promise to God, where her garter rests, undisturbed.
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Snappy
Surrender, you say, sending me a dream, to tell me, danger is over, if that is the path I choose. You wear nine hearts on your sleeve, all around your wrists, my initials, inside each one. I watch you, watching me, from the window, sitting, sweet on the sill, trying to tempt me outside, where…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 