jenny p: Poems

Mar 2015 · 225

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jenny p Mar 2015

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felt my heartbeat and got humbled

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Mar 2015 · 227

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jenny p Mar 2015

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how is your heart?

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Mar 2015 · 282

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jenny p Mar 2015

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if the stages of grief have taught me anything, it's that there is no wrong way to romanticize your shaking fists.

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Mar 2015 · 288

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jenny p Mar 2015

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you don't care that you're the chalice —
you want to be the alter, too.

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Mar 2015 · 196

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jenny p Mar 2015

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you think you know God 'til you meet Her under the glare of hospital lights

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