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2 Days
Thirty four times, I’ve been tortured, Stockholm syndrome, grateful Gitmo girl, taping up my sanity, until the twenty fifth, when I say to myself, “Surely, today.” Appropriate amnesia, I forget, under the new moon, the promises we made, maybe they’re just things that people say, when they’re infatuated. Once upon a time, you told me,…
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Smashwords Giveaway
Hola amigos, My three latest books, Ol’ Brown Eyes Is Back, Deus Ex Machina and Confessions of a Self Aware Manic Pixie Dream Girl are currently available for free on Smashwords, and will be free until June 25th. Happy Reading! Besos, J x Ol’ Brown Eyes Is Back Download Free On Smashwords Deus Ex Machina…
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3 Days
I dreamed of you last night. Diamond ring. Rose quartz rhetoric. Someone said that you were sad inside, and I didn’t understand, because my heart is at home, on my sleeve, on my cheek, on my lips. The waking world was waiting, but I wasn’t in a hurry, watching your nervous negotiation, with the future,…
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4 Days
Good morning. There’s nothing good about it, but it’s social convention, to be polite and follow all the rules. I smile, this morning, just because you said you like it when I do. Bound to be beholden, binding myself in bubblegum knots, water boarded by the tears of my temper tantrums, I say “Good morning”…
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5 Days
Last night, I wondered what would happen, if I never saw you again. I thought about the bakery you said we would visit. I tried to imagine the taste of fresh bread, so I could be less bleak, but bread made me think of your mouth, and how gently you kiss, when you have just…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 