Jayjay

Hi I’m Mx. Jayjay, an author and content creator from The UK. I love experimenting with different writing styles and always expanding my voice.

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Jayjay

Hi I’m Mx. Jayjay, an author and content creator from The UK. I love experimenting with different writing styles and always expanding my voice.

https://x.com/mx_jayjay?s=21&t=qvrv_bpbcn79zjdlizdm_a

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There’s Beauty In Blood

Jayjay

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Every month the blood flows, from the body down below and a pain it follows from the body down below and you wonder why must you put up with this? Natures laws are taking the piss!

Every month the blood flows and you wonder why, but you also can’t hide that the bleeding gives you strength, a cause to be alive. A feminine power that men can only crave.

There’s beauty in this blood that leads to...

Poetry

Hiding Something

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Our neighbour Mrs. Jonesy is always wearing a red scarflette around her wrist and I’ve always wanted to know why. We’ve had lots of speculation, but I decided the best way to find out was to just ask her. So I did.

“Oh, this? I use it to hide my scar.”

A scar? I asked what the scar was for and she told me something so cool.

“When I was younger I got into an accident and ended up losing my hand...

Make Sure It’s Done

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“Don’t forget to do all the washing up whilst I’m at work.”

“Yes, I will.”

“It’s getting disgusting, how can we have guests over when you leave plates stacked high to the heavens?”

“But all those plates were yours from last night, you decided to eat the whole fridge and use different plates rather than cleaning the one you had.”

“I don’t want excuses, I can’t expect to work and keep a tidy hou...

It’s Too Late For This

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Tired, I stumbled out of bed and walked over to the window. I hesitated for a moment before pulling open the curtain to reveal nothing. I groan and turn around to hear the tapping coming from the corner of my room.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

I slowly work my way towards the noise and realise it’s coming from my mirror.

Thinking it was a demon or something I began to shiver with fear. I ran to my lamp and c...

Magnificent Beasts

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1 min read

I wonder if Cleopatra ever looked upon you, you magnificent beasts. So large and so free with the wind blowing through your fur. You’ve left scientists with hope of resurrecting your kind, your footsteps so large they’ve left prints throughout time.

Your descendants so smart, so gentle, so kind I wonder if you were too. Hunted to extinction you magnificent beasts....

Poetry

Bambied

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1 min read

The boy looked up at the strange black bird and wasn’t sure why his mum dragged him into an ally. She told him to be quiet and not to leave until she said so.

When she thought the coast was clear she stepped out and motioned for the boy to join her, but the boy continued to look up at the bird that was hovering behind his mother.

“It’s okay darling it’s safe now.”

The boy pointed up at the bird...

Last Appointment Of The Day

Jayjay

2 min read

“Dr. Tamara your last appointment of the day is here.”

The nursing assistant stands aside as a woman follows behind, she’s dressed in all black with a hint of red on her lips and accenting her leather jacket and studded boots.

“Come in Yelena, how was your journey?”

Yelena takes a seat on the cold blue chair and Dr. Tamara lowers her down so she’s laying flat on her back.

“It was good thank yo...

Humour

Let Go

Jayjay

1 min read

A heavy breath as they packed up their desk. Years working for the company only to be let go when the recession hit. They loved their job, but now it was gone and even though they had another job lined up, they’d miss their friends, they could see them outside of work, but it wouldn’t the same.

As they packed away the last of their things they turned to see everyone standing in rows of two either...

Walk Through The Fire To Find The Stream

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He hurt me and bruised me and completely abused me mentally and physically he just wasn’t right for me and I struggled to breathe and I struggled to think, but I’m free from his grasp and I’m free from his stink.

Though the scars remain I must admit that I’ve learnt something true, though some men are jerks and horrible creatures, there are some who heal and devote their lives to protecting you.

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Poetry

Bloom

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1 min read

We’re living on tenderhooks, the spores spread by the kick of feet like dandelion fluff, but far more bleak. Nobody noticed them at first and that’s why they dispersed so freely and now we’re all in trouble.

They start off as little buds, quite cute to begin with and then you notice them everywhere you step and scientists did their research and learnt how poisonous they are.

No one is quite sure...