JessicaGadziala : Writing

How To Break A Habit

How To Break A Habit

A Poem by JessicaGadziala


There have been studies that suggestsleeping clutching a pillow releasesthe same endorphins as falling asleepwith a lover-and I hope it is true as I f..
Unfamiliar Kitchen

Unfamiliar Kitchen

A Poem by JessicaGadziala


I had a dream last nighthe called me his in a dingylittle unfamiliar kitchenand then he pulled me closekissed my foreheadand told me he loved me.I wok..
Final Act

Final Act

A Poem by JessicaGadziala


Sometimes I punish myself with thescene of his goodbye-the instantanious sadness,the overwhelming feeling ofworthlessness-to remind myself to never al..
Stranger

Stranger

A Poem by JessicaGadziala


He knows how I look nakedstripped down to my soulcuddled to his chest cryingharder than I had since childhood.He knows my voicein love and in anger-an..
I feel you love me in parts

I feel you love me in parts

A Poem by JessicaGadziala


I'm hoping when I leave thatyour bed smells like my perfumeotherwise you'll probably forgetI was even thereuntil the next time you needa soft place to..
langue

langue

A Poem by JessicaGadziala


I would love you in any language-my native tongue spillingintricate sonnets to your name-or confused and lost on astreet in France, unfamiliarwith the..
Scenes From An All Night Diner

Scenes From An All Night Diner

A Poem by JessicaGadziala


he holds his coffee like a lifeline-his eyes electric with anxiety alonein a corner booth-and each time the door openshe looks up eager with hope, unw..
Head Above Water

Head Above Water

A Poem by JessicaGadziala


I found a poem I had lost years agoback when the fierceness of new lovewas enough to keep even the wolves atthe door at bay-and suddenly I wish I had ..
Jase

Jase

A Poem by JessicaGadziala


I never should have led him to that beachdark but the crescent moon andthe waves crashing like memories refusing to stay away-He buried my feet to kee..
Too Easily Torn

Too Easily Torn

A Poem by JessicaGadziala


Some days I would swear I amsacred-the universe bursting from my fingertips-but mostly I am justbones wrapped in flesh too easily torn-as small asa mo..


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