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Jennya

Poetry

A lot of this stuff is really old.
  • Three women and a blank page

    My mother stands therewashing the dishes under running waterstaring into a dirty concrete wall, she stalls

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  • Grey Faces

    Grey faces on the tram reading newspapersTwo hundred dead in Brazil, toddler killed in a car crashI’m listening to Marshall Mathers on my imaginary iPodWondering what it would be like ...

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  • Profanity

    Profanity Profanity! She screamed I laughed, it was profanity amazing how she Had managed to Cut the meat for the profanity Barbie and a scull a profanity stubbyAnd the same ...

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  • School time dreaming

    School time dreaming of places I have never beenAs the trolley hits the make shift wall at a velocity of 5m per secondOf places I have seen, in dreams I ...

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  • Inspiration...

    Sometimes, inspiration evades me,Hiding like a shadow in the night,Descending into that deep dark hole, my mind.Sometimes, I can hear it scream Calling my thoughts, up in arms,Pushing pleading for ...

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  • Superficial lies

    It’s the superficial liesThat rule their superficial livesWho really cares about what she buysOr what stupid car she drivesIt’s only the face they seeThe body and the hair It’s always ...

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  • Drive

    Spoiler! : I literally wrote this in five minutes, not sure if it belongs in Lyric Poetry. I wanted to write something that was not so structured. Thanks for reading. ...

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  • Soon

    Spoiler! : This is something I did quickly in class. The poem is meant to be disjointed as we had to relpicate the style of an other Poet, Judith Beveridge. ...

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  • Asphyxiation

    Asphyxiation Spoiler! : This is for school and its based rather strongly on two poems by Judith Beveridge ' Exsanguination' and 'Crew'. It is, just in case you are having ...

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  • The Office

    I need a little help with this. It's unfinished but it for school and I need the grades. This is a very rough draft, please give critic. Thanks!Meredith frowns, sliding ...

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  • The Cows

    We can see that old man by the river. His herd drinking from tepid waters. His handsworn down from eons of toil under a hot bleeding sun. As he labours, ...

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  • Flow

    Flow A cadence called over the hum of morning city life. The dying fog that rose, deep from the basest earth, was the color of the dress you wore, ...

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  • Shoes

    A poem about my favorite shoes.

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not to be woke but i just can't go around eating houses
— chi