Poems from JacqueRoman

  Lonely is what’s left in the room after everyone has already gone. It’s the shadow on your shoulder and the padlock on your heart. If...
  Baby bird, you hold my heart; enclosed it in your ambitious claws the second you knew how to want. My eyes have gotten dewy at the touch...
  My daughter will never own matching socks. She will ride a unicycle. I will buy her one shoe at a time and never encourage pigtails. She...
  I made a fortune today at the diner. Bill gave me ten hours and let me keep my tips. He said I showed promise of being hostess one day....
  I’ve got greater ambitions than these four walls and the winding roads of this small town, where the Mecca of fraternization is the...

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