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Both Of Us Are Hurt
Both of us are hurt, that’s just what people do, love. Love is a sickness. Both of us are hurt, same fingerprints, mirrored wounds. Wounded by wanting. Both of us are hurt, but tonight, we will be healed. Healed in vain. In love.
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Convincing
I wear bruises for you, so many bracelets, black and blue, up and down my arms, picturing you, powerful, stray hairs on the pillows, black roadmaps, that we race down, adding more locations every evening. You don’t mean to spoil me so much. New jewellery, every time you touch me. I discuss our damage, with…
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Signed Paperback Restocks Now Available – New Signed Items Available
Hola amigos, Signed Paperback copies of my new poetry collection, Confessions of a Self Aware Manic Pixie Dream Girl, as well as restocks of Deus Ex Machina, Ol’ Brown Eyes Is Back, and 27, With A White Lighter are now available in my store 🙂 Confessions of a Self Aware Manic Pixie Dream Girl Deus…
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Writer and Musician Jennifer Juan releases new book, penned during Coronavirus lockdown
Jennifer Juan is celebrating the upcoming release of her brand new poetry collection, “Confessions of a Self Aware Manic Pixie Dream Girl,” which will be available in both eBook and physical formats, on Friday the 29th of May 2020 and will be released worldwide. Salvaged from the chaos and challenges of the UK wide lockdown,…
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Cowboy Films
A myriad of matriarchs surround the stereo, someone is making sandwiches, that nobody will taste, but will eat, out of habit, and politeness. I pull down my dress, aiming for knees, I will never reach, wondering what you would think of me, if you weren’t obliged, by family ties, to love me. Generations span the…