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About me - Jennifer Smith

I am unknown. I sometimes live in the fairy tale world that exist in my mind. Once and a while my thoughts are lucid, the other 90 percent of the time they edge on insanity.
OK, In the real world, I have one 15 month old son. I have been married to my husband

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Spirituality
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YOU AREYou are beautiful!You with your dimpled chin and angelic smile.You with your complicated, conniving grin thatgrabs me by the heart again and again and twistuntil we have both embraced without touching,only feeling, then kneeling in compassion.You are talented!You with your felt tipped pen and golden inkpot,eager to pat... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: New York City
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First of all, the city is crowded,especially in a city like New York.She thinks about the city that she calls home.On the other hand, the city is not so bad,sitting there holed up in her tiny apartment at nightand she slightly raises the window in the kitchento let the sounds crash into her.Because cold winter nights are deli... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Shattered
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Sudden, immediate, danger lurks.Inside fire, a dark midnight shadow.A sensual, black white framework;Sinister plots, a devil's hallow.The character, grey/white, cherub,under a swaying structure, leans.His gangly mettle, slipshod drub,Entrapped, forsaken, quarantined.One small phenom, a rice flower face, a ball of electric cha... More..

Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Experience of child abuse
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The Monster I BecameThe world turned black, my world turned black, and I think time stopped. I could see his hand, I could feel his hand, but I could not feel anything else. It had to hurt, didn't it? As I stood, I could feel his eyes on me, daring me, taunting me, bidding me to say one more word. I did not speak to him, to a... More..

Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: The Halloween mystery
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VOICES FROM WITHIN Inside the vast darkness of the cave Luna sat listening intently for the noise that had startled her and put her on edge. She had been to this cavern many times before because of the scenery and the challenge. Luna loved to explore caves and climb rocks. She knew it was dangerous to do it alone but sometime... More..

Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Mystery
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A SHADOW THAT KILLS, Sam Madison had positioned himself just behind his victim's driver's seat. He snuggled amongst old newspapers and crime books. The wait was beginning to grate on his nerves and the position he was in was starting to hurt his back. "She is such a clutter horde", thought Sam. The rain gently spattered the w... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Beginnings
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OVERCOMING A PASTi lie awake in sweatthe chase of secrets pastuncertain and afraidas the action peels regretof a low dishonest decadewaves of hate and fearmake thimble lungs expandand darkened prayers of the pastare as fragile as sinking sandthe unmentionable stench of eviloffends the honest man.accurate scholarship canuncove... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Writing
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WritingClassic mahogany, carved designHis hands, the carpenter'sthrone to a slinger of ink, an artist mind.Time tested, broken, restored, used,the silver tongue provoked one of a kind.Tool of the trade,the opus's stool, his for all time.Biography, autobiography,puppets sacred prose, carved latticed design. A feathered centerp... More..

Politics, News & Issues > Pulitzer Center How concerned should Americans be about HIV/AIDS in the Caribbean?
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ParadiseSmall hands clasp a cold glass of water on a typical summer day in the Caribbean. Large eyes anticipate eagerly the candy that is being passed around the room. The room is strewn with bed pans, very outdated hospital beds, and the only noise that can be heard is the crinkling of the candy wrappers. The child, all of 5... More..

Parenting & Pregnancy > Parenting (Other) Judging your own parents differently after you become a parent
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My small hands would not fit between crack in the door so that I could open it and be set free. The darkness of the closet grabbed me and refused to let go. I only needed to go to the bathroom and that was not to much to ask, was it? I could no longer keep up with the number of hours I had been in this tiny room. I only knew ... More..

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