Jennifer David
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A Letter to You: Doshini
I, for years, have tried to mimic the resonance of your song. I have failed to strum the right strings, in your succession. My vibrato mimics my longing in futile attempts at playing your refrain. I realize now, however, that the strength of your verse did not come from forced baselines. Instead it was crafted through an entanglement of trial and error, dynamics. The beauty you sang was full of experience, of moments and memories.
By Jennifer David2 years ago in Humans
Flora
Autumn of 2008, I wrote a poem. It was elementary, yes, but it was also somehow mature. It depicts the story of a leaf, Flora. The poem relates to her as a ballerina, resplendent, and searching for meaning. I found her, Flora, nestled in the piles of many leaves that riddled that North East, in October.
By Jennifer David2 years ago in Writers
A Chapter from My Memoir
My ring. I love it. It's gold. And its gilded exterior is fading. But the love engraved in it forever remains. It's cheap but it's not gaudy. It isn't classy. It's simple. And when it's wrapped around my finger its imperfect charm reaches across my whole hand.
By Jennifer David2 years ago in Chapters
The Book that Changed Me
A scholastic book fair to an elementary school student is like happy hour to an adult. From the multitude of genres of literature, to the school supplies, and toys, there is always something for everyone; it's like having everyone's favorite beer on tap.
By Jennifer David2 years ago in BookClub
Cinderella. Top Story - August 2023.
My darling, Cinderella, to say that I am distraught is a mere fraction of the anguish that I feel. Disease has overcome me and I know I will not have a hand in raising you. I pray you have no worries in your life and that you are in good hands with your father. He is a predictable man. He is neither an angry nor an overly joyful person. Yet, I hope in his own way he is able to adequately express the love that you need. I am forever grateful for the remaining time we have together. You are the most precious little girl: kind, quiet, courageous, and a burst of happiness. I will hold you in my arms for however long I have left. And when the day comes for me to leave, I hope I am granted a glimpse of how life will treat you.
By Jennifer David2 years ago in Fiction
Third Times the Charm:Guardians of the Galaxy Volume 3
Guardians of the Galaxy three puts my assumtions on a rocket and sends them into outter space! It details my favorite rabbit's, or rather now clearly raccoon's, origins. He finds family and understanding in the face of utopian delusions and hate.
By Jennifer David2 years ago in Critique
Stolen Measures. Runner-Up in Micro Heist Challenge.
The father’s song is a whisper of promise. It’s a tenor that emulates the strength of a lion with the beauty of a bird's morning chirp. It shakes like leaves rustling in the breeze. A caress. It’s calm like the sea. It's blinding. It burns. It pulls you to unfathomable depths. It makes even unmovable rocks cry out.
By Jennifer David3 years ago in Fiction
