JAM : Writing

The Closet.

The Closet.

A Poem by JAM


We’d sneak touches here and there,Every now and then we’d stop and stare,The chemistry between us was begging to blow.Friends in public, b..
Forget About the "What Ifs".

Forget About the "What Ifs".

A Poem by JAM


When I was twelve and had a pocket knife, And I let Alex try to whittle like I did. But I, having so many more years to my life, Should hav..
Sweetest Sin on Sunday.

Sweetest Sin on Sunday.

A Poem by JAM


tell me how did I wind up here?my thoughts are all a mess. my brain and heart don't see eye to eye.they both think they know best.I've tried reason, I..
Silence.

Silence.

A Poem by JAM


All this stress is bringin’ you down Down below were the sound drowns Out everything, the silence is golden So freeze it and own it Don&rs..
Kiss You In The Rain.

Kiss You In The Rain.

A Poem by JAM


Your eyes are little waterfalls pooling on your pillow. I hate what she has done to us and the damage that will follow. Here comes t..
Dirty, Rag Hair.

Dirty, Rag Hair.

A Poem by JAM


She mocked me - Dirty Rag Hair Girl - and they all laughed.Who wouldn’t when they knew, they knew.Her twisted face cackled.as it had since t..
Cotton Sheets.

Cotton Sheets.

A Poem by JAM


She smelled of cotton sheetsthe dryer heart upon meas her conflicted arms embrace me and I am swept awayto where I know safety lieslike your secrets l..
a lover's spat.

a lover's spat.

A Poem by JAM


my mouth moved without hesitation and my heart knew that regardless of our destination, I had an obligation to communicate my frustration ..
The Wind and the Plastic Bag.

The Wind and the Plastic Bag.

A Poem by JAM


You are a plastic bag that has traveled the world to help others. Once you held many sins inside your emptiness. You felt the need t..

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