Unprinted
Sarah Jane Enters
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The Ghent Reader rule: If no bio with submission than no publication. Since we have been slacker than slack, we feel certain sharing another poet sans bio would be a benefit more than a detriment. So here you go, the poetry of Sarah Jane Enters of Norfolk without any sort of bio. Power
mother taught me to read
the Word
a ripe apple plucked
syrupy tart
on silken tongue
like a french maid
enticing yet silly
vowels round out
and bubbles consonantly pop
heavy air
like a slap on the cheek
when childish anger
summoned a naïve prick
and spat it at Her
stinging
Jesus
ignorance no excuse
sound it out
how do you say it?
dirty juvenile thumbs
page through the Battle of Lexicon
hitting bitch
then fuck
cunt
has a certain je’ ne sais quoi
you can smell it
taste itRETURN TO TOP
Exquisite
what exits my mouth not quite site of gOd
it be comes n i r v a n A…
where every nerve lay vain in Awe
Beautifulness
beat out you time full in bliss
and me in Glory
glowing orbs
reveal a storyRETURN TO TOP
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