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Annette Jay Sweeney : Writing

What Daddy Does and Does Not Know

What Daddy Does and Does Not Know

A Poem by Annette Jay Sweeney


I wrote this at a workshop held by Andrea Gibson. She read us a poem concerning women's bodies and this is what poured out.
Titan in Moderation

Titan in Moderation

A Story by Annette Jay Sweeney


I got this story from a one line prompt that read, "Grape jelly was my mother's favorite".
Motherly Instincts

Motherly Instincts

A Poem by Annette Jay Sweeney


I often think about you, a bundle of blue wrapped close to my chest as I sing my Jaybird, my own, a product of my insidious craving for ..
What Comforts Us

What Comforts Us

A Poem by Annette Jay Sweeney


When you notice a girl’s bra-straps showing instead of hidden do you want to sink your gentle teeth into them? As she stan..
because for one moment, it’s us, not them.

because for one moment, it’s us, not them.

A Poem by Annette Jay Sweeney


I long to sit in a study room filled with people un-peopled. With women un-womended, men un-mended, as we sip lattes made from coff..
Daily Meditation #1

Daily Meditation #1

A Poem by Annette Jay Sweeney


Pictures lining the walls remind me your open eyes are miles away, miles of some unwarranted length I could grasp the strings of only in m..
When the Train Jumped the Tracks

When the Train Jumped the Tracks

A Poem by Annette Jay Sweeney


Coming out to myself was the hardest thing I ever did.
that you're a man.

that you're a man.

A Poem by Annette Jay Sweeney


Your mother’s womb is laughing at her joke because she wanted a carbon copy. She was jealous. You were going to get a part added t..
Quality or Quantity

Quality or Quantity

A Story by Annette Jay Sweeney


The door swung and a middle aged doctor walked in. They had been waiting for almost eight hours. Their nerves hung in the air, a presence with ..
Halloween Weekend Before You Were Alone

Halloween Weekend Before You Were Alone

A Poem by Annette Jay Sweeney


They trained me you know.I even trained others on the same things.You followed the trend, but I thought I saved you.My ears pricked, like syringes not..

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