Jane Did

Joined January 2021

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A space for release; feelings of comfort, distress, dreams and waking nightmares. Posing to share as vividly as I can, I’m a Queens resident toeing the line on the weight of words and balance of emotion.

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I find people and places are lost on me. Things hold little value. Feelings obscured by chemical warfare, titillated by prescriptions I convince myself are helping.
By Jane Did5 years ago in Poets
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I want to be written about in diaries. Doodled in bathroom stalls. Scribed on linoleum. Circled in a phonebook. Carved into the layers of paint on the deepest platform of Grand Central station.
By Jane Did5 years ago in Poets
Severely and deeply
When I think of you I can’t focus on any one thing. The way your palms feel, on your side of the bed All I can do to not crawl within your gaze
By Jane Did5 years ago in Poets
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If you ever stop screaming you‘ll pass for anyone else. Silent, yet screaming. But only ever deeply, only ever low, without parting your lips.
By Jane Did5 years ago in Poets

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