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{untitled poem xiii} x e.l. jayne

i hurry up and finish my civilian duties for the day so i can sit on this barren hardwood floor,  drink red wine,  and compose poetry, which is, in fact, my greatest contribution as a civilian. –e.l. jayne

{poker face}

{poker face} i have to stop myself, from writing an excerpt to explain my poetry, because that’s the beauty of it. like the silence of a cliffhanger, it’s open for your interpretation, for what you choose to hear, not what i want you to hear. –e.l. jayne

{cutthroat antidote}

{cutthroat antidote} her body leaned back up against the sleek sky, from this vantage point she knew, any definitive answer troubles him; killer queens beneath the new moon, drafting a dream bereft my dream, paradise would be our antidote, but it takes time, which we happen to be out of. –e.l. jayne

Ignite Your Independence

By Ellen Jayne When was the last time you did something by yourself? Truly by yourself, and for yourself? Ignite Your Independence — Pointless Overthinking Quarantine has a lot of us spending time alone by default. But doing something fulfilling is stark in contrast to binge watching your new favorite netflix series. My take on independence…

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