Jennifer McDonald Poems

How Did This Happen?

He looks down at what he’s done,
The room is painted with splashes of red.
Sheets that were once white are now a luscious crimson.
How did this happen?... more »

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I'll kill you;
murder you
just to taste you...
to feel you.... more »

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