All Posts By Jacqueline Cioffa

Rise Up

You know what I don’t like, hate actually? All the people who are saying they “don’t care” about politics, or what’s happening in...

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Hey Now, Girl

Hey now, girl Don’t clench your fists when you walk down the street Please, just don’t Don’t look down and hide your pretty face...

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January Flashback: Sweet Child of Mine

This entry is part 9 of 12 in the series: January Flashback January Flashback: Originally Published May 2015 My darling child, how would...

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Slumber Party with Carrie Fisher

Fucking 6:00 am train, I used to think passing trains were cute, romantic even. Now I only hear the shrill, and screeching nuisance.The...

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Hello, Lover

She’s there, standing right there in front of him And the two steps forward separating their paths seem less heavy And less likely to...

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Shadow People

The majestic trees stand silent as their burnt leaves free-fall to the ground. The short season to live and die is upon us. There is no...

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Shut Up, and Listen

Did you remember to open your eyes, and un-wax your ears when you woke this morning? Did you take for granted the cozy 500-thread count...

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This Ain’t No Nicholas Spark’s Chick Flick

Anxiety isn’t something one decides; “Hey, yeah, I think I’ll be a fucking mess today. Epic idea.” It seeps into your...

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Pet Friendly

I am not a patient person and yet, somehow I find the patience, for her. Maybe it’s because she needs no words to show me what she wants,...

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Sunflowers and Sticky Tape (some years ago)

We built a house out of a dream 10 minutes turned into a life of sunflowers and wooden porches and Etta James and Ella Fitzgerald and...

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Time Fanciful

I’ve always been one to worry about tomorrow. Obsess perhaps is a better word. Will I be safe, loved, have a roof over my head? Will the...

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Ted is Not Dead

Excerpt from the book “Evergreen” Ted had kind eyes, celeste blue, clear, honest and true. The kind of eyes that really look at...

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Virgin Ties

Excerpt from Jacqui Cioffa’s book  The Vast Landscape High School sucks ass. The boys are rotten, girls stupid cows. Harrison...

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Blues Bayou

Open your heart, and let it slide. The giving keys swing to and fro in the late eve, and the brisk frost feels just like an old, clapboard...

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Bye, Bye Birdy 2008 – 2016

Am I always to be at the mercy of the light? Shining too bright, too loud on a quiet, solemn Sunday afternoon Will the foul mood take off...

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Hanging with Deepak ~ in Pursuit of JOY and your very Best Self

I believe true beauty starts from within, works its way out and is an ever-evolving process. I have worked very hard on my body and mind,...

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Lithium, My Toxic Love Affair

***DISCLAIMER: The author of this piece is NOT encouraging ANYONE to go off of their prescribed psychiatric medicine. This is her story,...

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Smiling Away the Dark Prana

‘Dark Prana represents all of our habits and thoughts we have developed throughout our lifetime and it is always running in the...

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Homeless: Tongue and Groove

I am the crazed lady, barefoot and blistered. The annoying pebbles and gritty gravel burrow deep inside the open crevices and souls of my...

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Mother, May I

Your love is tearing me apart. Wide open flood gushes of white, transparent bubble adoration overflowing magnificent from beyond the ether....

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Pattern Interrupt

I’ve been thinking a lot about the word Humanity since I penned a piece with the bold title. So, I looked it up. Not on the fancy,...

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Do Over Dances and New Old Beginnings

She walks the same streets day after day, night after night, summer raspberry swirl sunset evenings, winter icicle frost bright and...

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Seven Shades of Sick

Now pay attention. The next sentence will be the most important words I write. I have loved being alive. I’d like you to pause and...

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Sweet Child of Mine

My darling child, how would you like to be? The paper is yet a seed and not even a tree that has not been born. It’s starstuff swirling...

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You’re Skinny You Don’t Have Problems

The delusions that make up a life. How did we get here in the first place? How do we go from being children, filled with joyous reckless...

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House of Mirrors: A Personal Journey of Self

I’ve always had a specific need for my home to be clean and neat. I’ve always searched for a sense of order amongst my things. I’ve...

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