JeanMarie : Writing

Stepping on St Augustine Two Months Past February.

Stepping on St Augustine Two Months Past February.

A Poem by JeanMarie


He's sorry for what he's done.... he's apologetic, but the moon she's crumbled in my palms and drenched in my..
To Be the Earth that Surrounds Him and Settle in His Hands.

To Be the Earth that Surrounds Him and Settle in H..

A Poem by JeanMarie


I'm tying my wrists across the way he used to kiss me, back to bedposts and marking bruises that resemble February's hands......
The Breathing Fog of May and the Insistence of Wednesday's Sun.

The Breathing Fog of May and the Insistence of Wed..

A Poem by JeanMarie


It's... irrelevant we're two stories, picture books rubbed raw and torn pages, he's ripped up the middle, down the lin..