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Jenovah Dec 2020
Only let someone be a portion
Of your happiness;
Not all of it
Jenovah Nov 2020
I imagined you and her as
The fat swollen slugs
I poured salt on
And watched them
Writhe in agony
A recreation of the agony
You left inside of me
Jenovah Oct 2020
Your jealousy
.
.
.
Is ugly
Jenovah Sep 2020
I am made up of
Kitchen tattoos
Teeth with too many
Spaces
Light
but not bright enough
To keep out the darkness
A handful of recipes
On a budget to feed us
Hand sewing to fix a hole
Or two
Sense to get by,
But not sense to make a fortune
Just enough patience
And love to keep our
Home from breaking
Apart

Just enough
  Sep 2020 Jenovah
caroline
“Social media is taking over our lives,”
she tweeted angrily.
Jenovah Jul 2020
You left me on the verge
The verge of bursting
Like an overripe fruit,
Swollen; ready
Ready for you to
Take the first bite
Sweet juice ran
From smooth flesh
The first taste
Always exquisite
But you left the fruit
Forgotten in the kitchen
Now hungry flies crawl
Over  bruised skin
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