Jennifer Welker : Writing

much ado about about something

much ado about about something

A Poem by Jennifer Welker


i became close to a stranger and saw constellations in crimson when all the perfect stars found themselves aligned when all the ..
nowhere to go

nowhere to go

A Poem by Jennifer Welker


dark as daylight brilliant as the night a moon kissed chance chosen by the stars a haunting need with unimaginable pain nowhere to go but in th..
black hole

black hole

A Poem by Jennifer Welker


blinding red without control escalating to a frightening plateau fiery blaze prepared to overtake and demand control so don't get in the way. cau..
 ours

ours

A Poem by Jennifer Welker


deep inside like the ocean floor; never knowing the true end you grow every day you grow outside in a blur all the colurs come together as thou..
 cotton candy memior

cotton candy memior

A Story by Jennifer Welker


a heart left heavy that once was wieghtless, rests in his chest, and continues a steady cadance of beats as the days refuse to free him from love lost..
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 a simple exchange

a simple exchange

A Poem by Jennifer Welker


(the man) "that was beautiful" (the woman) "thank you." (the man) "my living hell is that i know what's wrong wi..
dance a proper dance

dance a proper dance

A Poem by Jennifer Welker


a game of wait for which i lay. virtue in patience will absolve tragedy and catapult a sincere act into a mid summer stage, center, just shy of Gat..
 control's illusion

control\\\\\\\'s illusion

A Poem by Jennifer Welker


when the windows to my soul have become dirty and shattered t here will always be a newly cleaned mirror in the back of my mind's eye. only that mi..
inner you

inner you

A Poem by Jennifer Welker


It's everywhere you've never been and It's every place you've never gone. It's all the truths your heart holds dear and It's every wonder far,..
BOYS & GIRLS

BOYS & GIRLS

A Poem by Jennifer Welker


DANGEROUS TOYS, DANGEROUS TOYS ALL THESE LITTLE GIRLS, ALL THESE LITTLE BOYS. PRETTY PLAYTHINGS, PRETTY PLAYTHINGS STANDING IN A ROW FACES ALL AG..

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