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PLASTIC PEARLS AND ALL
all her jewels
were glass
and rings
would turn a finger green
but goddamn
if she wasn't a cookie
in that dress,
those heels
clicking up the aisle
on sunday morning
and me and sissy in tow,
our troubles
tucked in tight
lest somebody see
were glass
and rings
would turn a finger green
but goddamn
if she wasn't a cookie
in that dress,
those heels
clicking up the aisle
on sunday morning
and me and sissy in tow,
our troubles
tucked in tight
lest somebody see
Published 9th Dec 2021
Author's Note
For Northern Soul's Old Blue Jewel comp.
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9th Dec 2021 4:21pm
What a viscerally powerful and excellently written piece, J.
I could totally visualize it.....
You smashed it out of the park, my friend.
Good luck in the comp!
🌹 - B
❄ Happy Holidays—
I could totally visualize it.....
You smashed it out of the park, my friend.
Good luck in the comp!
🌹 - B
❄ Happy Holidays—
9th Dec 2021 7:00pm
Thanks so much, Blue.
Your kind words brighten my day.
Very much appreciated.
J.
Your kind words brighten my day.
Very much appreciated.
J.
10th Dec 2021 8:09am
Dear J,
What Blu said and I really resonated with “ our troubles
tucked in tight
lest somebody see” how much hiding and hushing we had to maintain so the outward appearance was flawless. Incredible poem. So much said with such brilliant economy. I wish you the best in this comp. H🌷
What Blu said and I really resonated with “ our troubles
tucked in tight
lest somebody see” how much hiding and hushing we had to maintain so the outward appearance was flawless. Incredible poem. So much said with such brilliant economy. I wish you the best in this comp. H🌷
10th Dec 2021 12:39pm
Thank you so much, Honoria.
We "kept up appearances." My lovely little Mom was masterful, or thought she was, anyway.
Thank you again.
J.
We "kept up appearances." My lovely little Mom was masterful, or thought she was, anyway.
Thank you again.
J.
