Jeni Reed
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The UnseenA Poem by Jeni ReedThe twitch of bugbears is harder to feel, When growing up there’s less to kill. The body absorbs.. |
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DetachedA Poem by Jeni ReedBlack sand scratched clean. Names washed away from the stone. Commitment. Mourning. No more. .. |
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Writers BlockA Poem by Jeni ReedThe block came again How to write when it appears? And smashes your hands. |
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BlithewickA Poem by Jeni ReedOutlaw dead bodies? Distance yourself from nature? Do see; death is life. |
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Still BornA Poem by Jeni ReedDisturbed, troubled boy Inhabits pregnant mother What to name the child? |
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Monster in the HouseA Poem by Jeni ReedHaikus I wrote for the purpose of translating them into visual media |
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