Jessie
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Lunch with(out) DadA Poem by Jessie |
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Same Nursing Home, the Next Room OverA Poem by Jessie |
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Thoughts on Being a WomanA Poem by Jessie |
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My Iron MaidenA Poem by Jessie |
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My hands look so ugly at times.A Poem by Jessie |
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curl up like a sleeping catA Poem by Jessie |
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Broken MirrorsA Poem by Jessie |
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Tuesday AfternoonA Poem by Jessie |
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