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Jennifer Juan
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Jennifer Juan
Love Is An Exorcism
“He tells me I’m his methadone mistress, but our late night love, is not enough, to keep him from his china white wife. I wrap myself around his arms, he uses me to find a vein…”
—
La Buena
“I’m tentatively tempted, to give in to growing up. Discovery is a toy for two, but once we play, we can never return, to being just friends, or being just strangers, or being untouched, by the claws of candy concupiscence.”
— Toyland
“Sweet sixteen, your precocious princess. You confess, hands down where heaven rests, and learns to love your clumsy caress. I meow to the melancholy melody, of each mea culpa, waiting for you to decide, if you are my lover, my father, or my teacher.”
— First Kiss
“I’ve lost floating. It’s swim or stay pretty. Lifeguard went home. Step up, save us. If I’m your babe, you’ve got to be brave, babe. Both in water, but you won’t say you’re wet, yet.”
— Swimming - Jennifer Juan
““Hey man.” He says, knowing I am at home, where he left me, a forgotten phone, or set of keys. “Are you controlling a woman?” I wish I were a forgotten phone, or a set of keys. I sing lullabies to my legs, bruised and blue, we get in the way of his meditation, or just him in general. We wait for him to come home. “I could lose my temper, sometimes.” He says, knowing that I will never know when, or what I’ve done this time, or how the hell it got to this point. “As I got older, I really regretted it.” I sing lullabies to my legs, bruised and blue, so they can’t hear, each blaring blast, as he paints me, a lonely shade of lilac. “I just left my girlfriend at home.” He says, knowing he can explain, and people will understand, because we all make mistakes, and nobody knows my name, and I’ll just be another anecdote. “I just left my girlfriend at home and told her not to leave the house.” I sing lullabies to my legs, bruised and blue, knowing he’s not the only one, and neither am I.”
— Bruised and Blue - Jennifer Juan
Kiss me and I cry
“Last night, unclaimed flames, floated across the islands, and followed us to the shore, to watch, from the heavens, as you left mountain avens, on my lips. I slept, silent and still, by the mermaid’s grave.”
— Love Is An Exorcism