JAM : Writing

Pocket Aces.

Pocket Aces.

A Poem by JAM


Call me your pocket Aces, the Spade and the Heart will do. Confused by the way I change faces? Keep up, for I only have two. I..
Scrapbook 2.

Scrapbook 2.

A Poem by JAM


I wrote this after Grandmommom passed away. I read it at her funeral.
Scrapbook 1.

Scrapbook 1.

A Poem by JAM


In 8th grade, I wrote this for my grandmother (I called her Grandmommom).
A Fight And Aftermath.

A Fight And Aftermath.

A Poem by JAM


We fought and I hurt you and myself in the process.
Your Poem Is Done, Finally.

Your Poem Is Done, Finally.

A Poem by JAM


My ex-girlfriend always wanted a poem. I wrote this when we broke up.
Who Am I?

Who Am I?

A Poem by JAM


Who am I? I honestly beg to know, where my soul has hidden, and why she felt the need to go. Who am I? I aged but did not g..
Nightmare After Losing You.

Nightmare After Losing You.

A Poem by JAM


This is a poem I wrote one night after my grandmother's passing. I had a cruel nightmare where she was alive and then passed away once again.
A Note To Everyone Who Reads My Work:

A Note To Everyone Who Reads My Work:

A Story by JAM


So I randomly found this site the other night and added it because I've been meaning to put my poetry out there somehow, just so I'd have some place o..
Dance, Gypsy, Dance.

Dance, Gypsy, Dance.

A Poem by JAM


Goofy late-night love videos Morning texts and midday calls Your spirit follows me everywhere A perfect hug for a broken heart A drawing in a bo..
When She Is, I Am.

When She Is, I Am.

A Poem by JAM


When she looks at me My lips want to sing out The lyrics of her gaze. I wish to play her tango On my tongue with sweet music not..