Rachel Jones

Poetry and Fiction


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  • A Bad Date – 2013

    I pulled the blinds  On you 8 years ago.  You crept in through every Crack and crease in my mind.  So I hung curtains, too.  Finally I blacked you out, And I almost forgot out you.  One of the cords got loose And you poked your way through Like a small string of sun.  You… Continue reading

About Me

I started writing poems for the money, I stayed for the love of them game.

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