Posted on December 14, 2025
by Jamieson Wolf
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In the dream, I am sitting with a nurse. We are in a waiting room, and everything is terribly bright. She holds my hands. I can feel their warmth, and I know that I am cold. When she looks at me, I can see… Continue Reading “There Will Always Be an Echo – A Poem”
Category: PoemsTags: Jamieson Wolf, Poetry, letting go, Death, writing, pain, spirit, poem, survive, thrive, Fiction, dream, echo, relief, live
Posted on June 14, 2025
by Jamieson Wolf
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For a long time now, I’ve been trying to work on my memory. I wrote this mantra inside of my head and have never written it down. I composed it line by line and to help myself fall asleep, I’ve tried to remember and… Continue Reading “Bright Spirit – A Mantra”
Category: PoemsTags: air, earth, Feel, fire, mantra, Sight, Smell, Spell, spirit, Taste, the five elements, the five senses, Touch, water
Every time I was taught to be ashamed of myself, I would put a little piece of my spirit within the shadows of the cavern. When I had to go to school and pretend to be someone that I wasn’t so that I could… Continue Reading “The Cavern – A Poem”
Category: PoemsTags: Hidden, hide, Homosexuality, LGBTQIA+, light, Love, Mockery, Queer, Rock, secrets, Self love, Shine, spirit, The Cavern, Walls
Posted on March 25, 2025
by Jamieson Wolf
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The light above mirror flickered. “I’m not listening to anything you have to say.” Devon said. The lights blinked on and off as if they were trying to talk to him in morose code. Devon knew that it was morose code, so he looked… Continue Reading “Belong To You – A Short Story”
Category: Short StoriesTags: Accept Yourself, AI, Artificial Intelligence, Belong to You, companionship, Dating, Electricity, Fiction, Jamieson Wolf, Love, Lust, Men, self-love, short story, spirit, The Perfect Body, writing
Posted on February 25, 2025
by Jamieson Wolf
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when I look in the mirror I shift and change in front of my eyes becoming someone I never thought possible I look at my reflection and I wonder who formed the idea of what I should look like I’ve watched as I took… Continue Reading “I’m Tired of Hating My Body – A Poem”
Category: Covid Poems, PoemsTags: aging, body, body disphoria, Flesh, heart, Mind, Miracle, Perception, Personality, reality, reflection, spirit, weight, wisdom