jo medford
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Bubblegum Girl
Pitch black bangs a quarter inch of twoShe has cotton candy and bubblegum scentsNails are pink painted French tips 25%Pale ivory skin made of blushing innocenceA New Orleans baby she holds on her sleeve Cruises around in The Beatles yellow… Continue reading
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November Snowfall
Just a poem about the snowfall Continue reading
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Mama, Don’t Forget Me
A heartfelt reflection on maternal love, loss, and seeking forgiveness. Continue reading
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Written Like It’s About Someone, Really Just Little Ol’ Narcissistic Me.
A girl named Aphrodite escapes her troubled life, longing for stars, ultimately succumbing to them. Continue reading
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From The Imagination of a Teenage Girl
I’ll just sit here and smoke while I savor this bowlOf the crystalized ethereal soul I stole..Because for a moment I forget about life as whole.Easier to see things a little less mono-toned But I fail to noticeThe clock arrows… Continue reading
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My Experience with Crystal Meth Psychosis
A harrowing experience with crystal meth led to severe sleep deprivation, hallucinations, and lasting paranoia for the author. Continue reading
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Mother Mary and Maternity
A love letter to Mother Mary as the ultimate symbol of motherhood. Continue reading
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Bird and Worm
Early morning bird chirp chirps awayWhat was left from worms eaten day by day..Life’s brutal cycle of predator and prey,This early morning bird need not turn gray.As the soon setting moon fades by the bay,Worm is brought to land and… Continue reading
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Fae’s georgosity I yearn
Eternality or lack thereof they call life, how I yearn to be in the arms of thee… Resting ever so gently,calmly play your tenuous tune; a small fae’s whisper: ‘Times marching arrow Is a deep deep blue’ Eternality or more-so… Continue reading
Lilac Wine 