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[julesnjd]

Meet the author! 

Hi everyone! My name is Jules. As you can see in my sidebar and my description, I am 21 years old at the time I am starting this blog. I use she/they pronouns, which means you can use either she/her or they/them in reference to my personage. Yes, that personage you see in the lovely picture above, all masked up thanks to COVID-19.

I am a creative writing jack-of-all-trades. My favorite and perhaps most skilled form of creative writing is fiction. Poetry is a close second, and in third place is a tie between script writing and creative nonfiction. I’ve taken multiple classes at college in all of the above in pursuit of an undergraduate degree in English, which will be awarded to me in May of 2021, along with a degree in Gender Studies. 

My writing tends to cover themes of mortality, morality, romance, friendship, LGBTQ+ identity and community, mental health, self-esteem, and much, much more. I enjoy writing horror, action, gore, fluff, angst... Basically all of it, really.  And to round this out, here are some of my favorites: Book: The Secret History by Donna Tartt (but if I can choose a series, The Raven Cycle by Maggie Steifvater) Color: A very specific shade of light blue.  Poem: “Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out” by Richard Siken. Person: My partner! Character: If I’m allowed to count my own, Juliet Hill. If I’m not allowed to do that, Henry Cheng from The Raven Cycle.  I hope you enjoy my writing!

[julesnjd]

my heart

my heart is cupped in my hands

still beating still bleeding

my heart trembles in fear of exposure

vena cava spit out nothing of use to you

still, you take it still, you suck it in

i watch it slide down your throat

you swallow the lump of my pulse

gulped to the bottom of your stomach

then you retch. it’s strong, this heart, 

and full of things your body has not weathered.

your retches and gags bring it back up, outlined

the whole way it travels through your esophagus.

it’s a tight fit, but it squeezes in next to yours to stay

with us in my twin sized bed, curled into each other

sometimes i lose sight of my heart where it is

overlapped, but i still feel the beat of yours (published with pomegranate lit, issue 01)

[julesnjd]

save the snake

suck the poison out the wound

suck the poison out the wound then spit it on the hissing snake until it slithers away. another

snake emerges from the bush. someone, somewhere, sinks teeth into flesh that doesn’t belong to them. marks of the flesh become marks of the blood and

convert to poison sooner than it can be drawn out, yet we still try even despite previous offenses, to save you, the other serpent–

yet i am the one with your blood slicked venom on my breath, slithering as i smile: warping and white. my tongue stings behind our teeth.

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