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A Poem by J.e.s.s.i.c.a

I held my books close to my chest And entered the stuffy room. Stale perfume whispering of days long past Made the air heavy. One ..

Artist's Eye

A Poem by J.e.s.s.i.c.a

Artist’s Eye I used to see the world in shades. They bent, swirled, conformed To the image I beh..

Final Words

A Poem by J.e.s.s.i.c.a

How do you speak final words? If you know that the words you speak will be the final ones That the person will hear pass your lips How do yo..

Captive.

A Poem by J.e.s.s.i.c.a

To trust the hand that holds a thought deceivesThe promise laced into your grip. With trialsRelax tensed hands, compress what you may grieve.Even now ..

Blindsided

A Poem by J.e.s.s.i.c.a

Frozen fingers weave together words to form a bittersweet remedy- Concocting the plaster that reveals our inner miseries. We dread the thought..

Write Love On Her Arms.

A Poem by J.e.s.s.i.c.a

Hidden beneath layers of fabric. Lost behind plastic grins. She tucks herself in, hides herself away. Shrinks behind her mask until I can&rsq..

Secret Faults

A Poem by J.e.s.s.i.c.a

Pale lips, perfume Dressed up like a fool Promises fallen through. Smart boy, silly girl She gave it all, he saved his world Empty ..

Scratching Eyes and Overturned Lies

A Poem by J.e.s.s.i.c.a

Jumbles of words corrode my skin and leave a metallic taste in my mouth. You don’t notice the smell and feel comfortable in the smiles ..

Mute.

A Poem by J.e.s.s.i.c.a

I don't like to speak.Each carefully chosen word scrapes up my throatand burns my lungs.I'm a much better listener, I guess.I can absorb the informati..

Relentless.

A Poem by J.e.s.s.i.c.a

Can you feel it? The encompassing hands scratching at our skin, Dragging us away and trapping us In the past. I beg them not to lock me a..