Jenny Justice

It arrives
I play

I can invent and reinvent
I can heal and spark

Joy in myself
And in others

I have always been enough
I have always been more than a catch

It is in the seeing of my being
The pop of red

A little Monroe hidden behind…



Season 3

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Haiku for Sumit and Jenny

What the F you guys
Nine years of this pure nonsense
Everyone is old

2 Haiku for These Mormons This Season


My God, not again
No no sex just LDS
Yawn at the whiteness


The Mormons try wine
And then spit it out — no sin
Why are they so weird

Haiku for The Ones in Ethiopia

The baby is sick



Jenny Justice

Jenny Justice

Poet | Mom | Sociologist | Author | Brings Poetry to life with empathy, connection, joy, justice, and feeling. Poetry Fangirl ❤POM Poet❤