In which the poet is political
Some of you would hand over the runaway to the slave patrolsin the name of law and order. Some of you would say that not all slave catchers are cruel. Maybe that man wouldn’t have been lynched, if he’d just let those slave patrols keep beating on those women. Maybe he just should’ve stayed home,…
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I started this post a long while ago, and never finished it. I find myself ruminating on it again, as I continue to move through and process old and new wounds, and do that thing called healing. (ick.) I shared a meme to my Instagram stories a while ago that said i basically assume that…
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end of year reflections
I’m struggling with the reality that the year is almost over. 2025 did not go over like I wanted, or like I had planned it would, and I can’t help but feel discouraged by my lack of progress on some things, and what feels like regression in others. I remind myself of all I accomplished…
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I work in the dark
I am not a light worker, not a seeker of the sun. Yes, I like the warmth on my skin on a cool dayYes, the sun is beautiful as it glistens on wateras it reveals texture and color in granules of sandthe textures of tree bark and leaves. But I am not one who works in…
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I’m Jean, a writer, coffee addict, and generally curious person. Here, you’ll find some of my writing: a mix of prose, poetry, and my thoughts on writing.
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