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A thought turned over in my mind; melancholy morning mulling over the rumors of his return that never will be.

I do not believe in love, but the hunger is ripe like rotted apples decaying in the sun, puddles splashing along the thought.

Love me,

I used to say,

but, rotting apples decay.


Copyright 2019  Jenny W. Andrews

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I am a published poet and short story writer. I have been published in SNHU's the penmen review. is the link where you can find my poetry and a short story. Previously, I self-published my novel "Bully Another Day," "Short Stories and Vignettes", and a poetry book "Spaces between the Pause" on Amazon/Kindle. Due to abysmal interest in my self-publishing venture, I have unpublished those three projects, as well as my poetry book "Life at the End of the Rainbow." However, I plan to be more aggressive in trying to find a traditional publisher for these projects.

3 thoughts on “Melancholy”

    1. Thank you, Jason, for reading my blog. I am currently putting together a second poetry book. I am including some short stories in the book, also. I would be interested in getting your feedback on my “Life at the End of the Rainbow” poetry book. It is available on Amazon in paperback as well as on Kindle. I self-published it last summer with Create Space. Create Space got replaced by Amazon. I actually found Create Space to be more user friendly than Amazon/Kindle. I am thinking about self-publishing again, but with a local press. Wish me luck. Thanks again.

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