Bleeding Ink with Jacqueline Cioffa

Don’t Box Me In

I understand you. The unlucky, the unwanted, the misfits, the downtrodden. The middles, the lower class, the majority. I have been the...

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Chasing the Sun

Don’t look down at your feet The answers won’t magically appear On some tiny telephone screen with videos buzzing megabytes and...

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Zombie Nation

I have met too many friends and foes that say they don’t care about politics. They don’t care about equality, racism, mental...

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The Rise and Fall

When I was seventeen I dreamt of a great big life filled with a glass house on the beach, diamonds, pretty bad boys, fancy designer duds...

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A Call To Arms

Another senseless mass shooting, where for a few days, perhaps weeks, people will argue, discuss and voice their heated opinions on gun...

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Don’t Let Me Linger, Black

How could you forgive me if I can’t find it in my heart to forgive myself? For what, love? Oh, you know the goddamn basics, for living,...

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How Do You Like Me Now?

We live in the dirty, digital age of Celebrity wannabe where everyone, including me, overshares everything. At the gym today, I was...

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Uncertainty, Certainly

Nothing. I know not one thing to be certain. Not one fucking thing rings true except the stories I share, and they are only my limited...

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The Crazies

Are the precious ones with the most colorful souls Painting love in glorious hues of aqua, fuchsia, tangerine and gold The crazies feel the...

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Chocolate Melted Hearts

I’m a rainbow sprinkles twist kind of girl, or BlackBerry Ice Cream straight from the dairy farm. So when exactly, at what precise...

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Sticks and Stones

You are better than that, so much brighter than spewing and spitting rhetoric. You are morally responsible and dignified. Honor is your...

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Becoming Violet

There is a number, a precise hour, minute, second between the sun's revolving door and the moon's sparkly shine when the world grows quiet...

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Home is Where The Heart Lives

Home is where the heart lives and breezes through you.

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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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When I Was Twenty-One

Our eyes met across the smoke filled bar The Boss playing on repeat on an 80’s jukebox I was a big girl doing shots Laughing, dancing and...

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Floating the Day Away

Tell me something good You look so pretty with your long, blond mane tied back in a ponytail So stop racing around the track Tell me...

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Sister of My Soul

Excuse me, do I know you? I vaguely remember your face We were friends once, the very best friends We were tight, so very close Secrets...

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In Between the Rain

Have I been good enough, Mother? Oh how I miss the days when your skin was smooth, and bronzed How your smile beamed when you saw my little...

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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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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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