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Jen J.C.
@jennnne.bsky.social
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She/her🦋 Baby Poet/writer 🦋 Poetry, love, humor, memes, tea, occasional adult themes 🦋 Human (Rights! ✊️)🦋Religionless🦋 Anti-capitalist 🦋 DMs are not 4 solicitation or 1st contact 🩶cPTSD 🩶 🔞 🩷💜💙
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Happy #Caturday 😸

Here are 2 pics of my beautiful Georgie 10 years apart. Before his enucleations and after.
#georgietheginger
A robust-looking ginger cat with light gold eyes with one leg on my leg while I pet him The same ginger cat 10 years older, thinner and with no eyes. He's standing with both legs on my leg while I pet him.
December 7, 2025 at 1:43 AM
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😁 🤷‍♀️
soup @thrluv sorry if my big doe eyes misled you but i am deeply traumatized & highly perverted
December 5, 2025 at 8:17 PM
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😂😂😂
Nye @NigelGraz Posting art is so embarrassing. Like here's what's in my psyche guess.Jesus christ
December 4, 2025 at 7:28 PM
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#poetry
My moon has been waning of late Reflecting less the sun Threatening never to wax again Little by little getting further away Giving me less magic to carry into my days And my mind becomes drawn to darker things To feel something other than alone J. C. 12.3.25
December 4, 2025 at 3:02 AM
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As I suspected.
My listening age 71, since I was into music from the early 70s. Spotify Wrapped
December 3, 2025 at 8:39 PM
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Today is the 1 year anniversary of this poem.

#trauma #cptsd #scapegoat #toxicfamily #poetry
The Family Garbage Scapegoat child, unclean monster Family sins are pinned upon her In place of love and nurturing She had dark and painful things Tell me how it should have felt All I remember was the belt Why does my face enrage you so? If you don't want me, let me go. A sweet, pure mind, hatefully defiled How dare they make a dumpster out of a child?! J. C. 12.1.24
December 1, 2025 at 7:31 PM
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#poetry #RetroArtPrompt #wintry
#itsuredoesrhyme #brr #winterstorm #Nebraska
A hazy photo of a snowy road taken through a windshield. Two vehicles are barely visible through the snow. Below is a poem: A wintry storm kicked up last night I woke to a colorless world of bright A layer of snow atop a layer of ice So I took it slow on my morning drive And I thought on this muted panorama of white I hate to admit though the frigid air bites The marshmallow world stirs a childish delight J. C. 11.29.25
November 30, 2025 at 3:44 AM
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Happy Newfies, today.
A reddish-brown Newfoundland dog is lying in the snow. A black-and-white Landseer Newf is walking toward the camera. A black Newfoundland dog is lying in the snow and looking toward the camera. 2 black Newfoundlands, 1 Landseer, and one reddish-brown Newfoundland are covered in snowflakes inside a room. They are waiting eagerly for treats.
November 29, 2025 at 2:17 PM
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Last night's moon and some holiday streetlight decor.
A little less than half-moon Street scene. A streetlight pole with a large lighted Xmas tree ornament decoration and one with a large lighted Xmas tree decoration. A white truck and a white SUV are in motion
November 28, 2025 at 2:41 AM
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#thanksgiving #poetry #cptsd
Dad's birthday falls on Thanksgiving Every few years And this is one of them And since I won't gather With the witches this year Or likely any year going forward I'll be treating my daughter And the old man To dinner out Nothing fancy Sports bar Wings, nachos, Maybe pizza A couple drinks for him None for me - As a gift to my own baby girl Giving for the man Is a slippery slope of emotions But I'll do it Because no one else will And I can't seem to help it It's a curse he put on me When I was born Can't stand the thought of him hurting Regardless of e v e r y t h i n g J. C. 11.27.25
November 27, 2025 at 8:32 PM
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In front of a partially visible dark grey house, sits an inflatable Xmas decoration of Santa wearimg sunglasses and his red suit, while lying on a hammock which is tied between two palms trees. A penguin in a santa hat fanning him with a palm leaf
November 23, 2025 at 9:14 PM
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Looking up at the trunk, branches, and needles of a pine tree. Blue sky peeks through. Looking through the bars of an iron fence at a medium-sized, white dog.. some sort of poodle mix. Trees in the background A large tire and dual exhaust pipes on a lifted, black truck that is parked along a curb. A pretty autumn look down my suburban sidewalk approaching my house. Trees, some bare and some with brown leaves hang over the yards. An abominable snowman lawn ornament sits in the distance in one of the yards. Black vehicles in driveways.
November 23, 2025 at 9:14 PM
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A recycled-metal lawn ornament that looks like a long-legged bird. Maybe a turkey or roadrunner or ostrich? Stands in front of an oak tree trunk. A lawn display, featuring a rusty antique garden plow with a fat metal cardinal sitting on it. 2 metal buckets with dead plants in them. A grey plastic rabbit. A large wood-barrel planter with snapdragons in it. This all sits on a bed of rich, brown mulch, surrounded by large stones. A wooden fence with a fence post with chipped white paint. A background of green grass. Autumn photo of the side of a red brick elementary school. There is a bare tree in fading green grass, the ground beneath it littered with brown leaves. In the foreground is a metal pile with 2 signs. One is white with red lettering that reads, tobacco free campus. Thank you for not using tobacco. The one below it is faded green and white it says pet waste spreads diseas. Please keep this area clean. Leash-curb and clean up after your pet.
November 23, 2025 at 9:14 PM
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I thought I should go for a walk while it's almost 60°. A friend convinced me to go out and take some pics of #suburbia.
#nebraska #autumn
The view from my doorstep. A yard with ab oak tree. It's still wearing half of its orange-brown leaves and the other half are covering the ground. Beyond my yard is an intersection and suburban houses. A section of a front yard with a red and white Nebraska 'Huskers flag and a basketball hoop. View of a few suburban lawns. A black SUV in a driveway. A big, beautiful tree with many reddish-orange leaves still remaining and some on the lawn beneath it. Clear, blue sky. View down a curb from ground-level. Close up of leaves, brown, orange, red, and yellow along the curb and in the distance more leaves, out of focus
November 23, 2025 at 9:14 PM
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#SpicyPoetrySaturday
#poetry #eroticpoetry
Blind(folded) I'm listening for a sound There You're trying, in vain, to control your heavy breath Goosebumps raise on my flesh I anticipate Touch Your warm hand on the back of my neck Not gripping, but holding As you make a trail down my spine With your soft, silken lips Naked nerve endings dance Involuntarily I exhale, As the wet heat of your tongue takes over A hungry growl tells me to let you have your meal And I do Oh gods, I do J. C. 11.22.25
November 23, 2025 at 3:15 AM
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STOP. This is a selfie checkpoint. You must repost with a cute selfie to proceed.
Selfie of me in the bathroom, wearing blue scrubs
November 21, 2025 at 9:51 PM
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#clouds #nebraska #suburbia #autumnsky
Thick, low clouds hang over two suburban houses. In front of them is a white gate and stone sign, reading Pioneer View. One stark little tree stands next to the sign
November 21, 2025 at 9:38 PM
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iya eh-hee-may @ehimeora You gotta resurrect the deep pain within you and give it a place to live that's not within your body. Let it live in art. Let it live in writing. Let it live in music. Let it be devoured by building brighter connections. Your body is not a coffin for pain to be buried in. Put it somewhere else.
November 21, 2025 at 9:30 PM
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Beg pardon?
Emoji with eyes wide and jaw dropped in shock and horror
November 21, 2025 at 2:19 PM
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I Remember Jaci

#poetry #cptsd #poetry #traumapoetry
I Remember Jaci In my elementary days My morning alarm Was an angry woman Threatened by my existence Resentful to be "raising" The offspring of a woman With whom my father cared To share his last name With the switch of the light Came the impact of her voice Armed with all the hate Born of her own trauma 1/3 Naked, save for the open bathrobe Hanging on her shoulders Her bare breasts In my face, like an insult - Like a threat Though she was twenty-something, They drooped pitifully, As sorrowful and exhausted as I I absorbed every blow Of each insult she spat At my clumsy attempts At working my buttons and snaps Every stinging slap As she took over the job Squeezing the air from my stomach Forcing closed My too-small pants 2/3 There's no mystery to The origin of the panic With which I sometimes wake In midlife My mind instantly snapping on Hypervigilantly prepared For the storm The recovery takes time To slow my terrified heart, Slamming against my chest Untie the tense knot In my torso's middle The psychological wounds Still bringing me physical pain Though logically, I know She isn't here Somewhere deep within me She always will be J. C. 11.19.25 3/3
November 19, 2025 at 2:55 PM
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#poetry #cptsd
Daddy liked to dumpster dive With his head full of crack Piled his rusty pickup full of worthless things 'Cept this one time He brought something back just for me For me! I sprayed down my treasure with disinfectant And love became a second-hand teddy bear Daddy fished from someone's trash J. C. 11.18.25
November 19, 2025 at 2:05 AM
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I am so lucky, but this is still really fucking hard
November 18, 2025 at 9:53 PM
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November 17, 2025 at 1:34 AM
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#SpicyPoetrySaturday
#eroticpoetry #poetry
You're going to love the way I pour My insatiable thirst for quenching yours You can have a sip, but be forewarned One drink from me turns into four Partake of my ambrosia, sweetest mother's milk Well and truly lose yourself in my signature flute of silk J. C. 11.15.25
November 16, 2025 at 4:57 AM
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#poetry #darkshit
The hungry world Darker than shadow Bone-chilling void Looming as to swallow me The drink calling, Let me warm you Comfort you Remember how to escape? Remember how to disappear? J. C. 11.14.25
November 15, 2025 at 3:10 AM