HeyJaredThe Unusual Woman's Journal
Original poems and prose fortnightly and the occasional unsolicited book review.
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- Sep 25, 2026
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Crow (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedWalking in spring under the overpass, I see a crow eating at the carcass of a pigeon. Is this the way of the world? Is this the same world I have always lived in? I can't help but think of what I read in the Epstein files. I can't help but think this whole thing has been in plain sight all along. There are things I wish I didn't know. There are things I wish I hadn't seen. There's a rumble nearby, I can't tell if it's thunde
Keep It Light - A Poem (opens the original)
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Last night I sat above the cityon a tiny steel balconywith blue fairy lights.Something happened yesterday—I remembered I was free.Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when published I finished work early,closed my laptop,and stopped thinking about it.I wore a tight outfit, all black,grabbed my fluffy
Like Cream (opens the original)
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Don’t try to play God –it rains when the clouds are full.I lived next door to a rooster brieflyand realised they don’t just crow at dawn,it’s all a little random.Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when published I swam with some fish too,and they didn’t swim away,just let me float therein their school.Text within this block will ma
Self-Help for Dummies (opens the original)
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Lately, when I begin to spiral,I’ve been singing out loud to myselfto disrupt the pattern.Everyone thinks it’s charminghow much I’ve been singing lately. Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when published I used to bite my fingernailsdown to the nub.I hid my nubs with shame. Now, I let them grow long,and when life gets too much,I carefully chomp downon my left hand only,and call it self-improvement.
My Frontal Lobe (opens the original)
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At 25I was growing up and into my life,I was reaching out to meet it,Just as it was finding me.Something happens at 25 that we don't celebrate enough - The frontal lobe fully develops. Girls stop wearing miniskirts,Start making better decisions,Saving money more,And valuing the daytime,More than the lures of the night.Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when published At 25I started to sleep better,And sold off
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