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Tag Archives: january

Thanataphobic

they tell me I’m still too young,
but I know the darkness doesn’t
discriminate

Posted byJennifer PatinoFebruary 2, 2022Posted inpoetryTags:january, poem, poet, poetry, poetry community, poets, writer, writers, writing, writing community33 Comments on Thanataphobic

On the Floor of Your Apartment

Those perfect pearls imprint
an enlightened message
on my fruit-thin flesh

Posted byJennifer PatinoJanuary 27, 2022January 27, 2022Posted inpoetryTags:archive, january, nostalgia, old writing, poem, poet, poetry, poetry community, poets, writer, writers, writing, writing community33 Comments on On the Floor of Your Apartment

Good Doctoring

I pick scabs in layers
to know exactly what being an
obstacle to your own healing
looks like

Posted byJennifer PatinoJanuary 22, 2022Posted inpoetryTags:health, hospital, january, poem, poet, poetry, poetry community, poets, writer, writers, writing, writing community23 Comments on Good Doctoring

Celeste

born a heavenly body
not of her own

Posted byJennifer PatinoJanuary 18, 2022Posted inpoetryTags:archive, january, poem, poet, poetry, poetry community, poets, writer, writers, writing, writing community19 Comments on Celeste

The Jam Files #9: Hijacked

As if the body didn’t have enough foreign invaders to fight off.

Posted byJennifer PatinoJanuary 10, 2022January 10, 2022Posted inpersonal, ProseTags:chronic illness, chronic pain, coronavirus, covid 19, health, january, personal, personal essay, Prose, spoonies, the jam files, writer, writers, writing, writing community34 Comments on The Jam Files #9: Hijacked

Infinitesimal : I’ve Been Assigned New Limits

I’m awake
for five hours before I feel
the grinding of clouds
into my bones

Posted byJennifer PatinoJanuary 7, 2022January 7, 2022Posted inpoetryTags:january, poem, poet, poetry, poetry community, poets, writer, writers, writing, writing community17 Comments on Infinitesimal : I’ve Been Assigned New Limits

I’m a Tenant in My Own Body & the Space Keeps Changing

I fought for doctors to listen to me.
To believe me.

Posted byJennifer PatinoJanuary 2, 2022January 2, 2022Posted inpersonal, ProseTags:chronic illness, chronic pain, essay, january, new year, personal, personal essay, Prose, writer, writers, writing41 Comments on I’m a Tenant in My Own Body & the Space Keeps Changing

I Really Can’t Function Without Him: Life Update + Poem

My poor husband is in the hospital…

Posted byJennifer PatinoJanuary 30, 2021Posted inpersonal, poetryTags:blog, chronic illness, chronic pain, health, january, las vegas, life, marriage, mental health, personal, poem, poet, poetry, poetry community, poets, snow, update, writer, writers, writing, writing community27 Comments on I Really Can’t Function Without Him: Life Update + Poem

nawayee : a poem

…like my own temple,
withering away
over many a day…

Posted byJennifer PatinoJanuary 22, 2021Posted inpoetryTags:anishinaabe, home, january, ojibwe, ojibwemowin, poem, poet, poetry, poetry community, poets, writing, writing community

Blood in Winter

Entwined branches of
birches in the distance
are guardians of
the white fields

Posted byJennifer PatinoJanuary 19, 2021Posted inpoetryTags:january, poet, poetry, poetry community, poets, snow, winter, writer, writers, writing, writing community

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