Jennifer Wiren
@jenniferwiren.bsky.social
Trans poet and novelist.
New Chapter, the Twelfth, for the book Building Circles.
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Building Circles - Twelfth Chapter 'Drunk' | Jennifer Wiren
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October 30, 2025 at 4:36 PM
New Chapter, the Twelfth, for the book Building Circles.
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October 23, 2025 at 3:31 PM
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Great news for people who have always wanted to be victimized in an especially oafish bit of GoFundMe fraud but never got the chance because they didn't live in the tri-state area. Help is on the way!
Mamdani is already getting the criminals out of NYC!
October 21, 2025 at 9:11 PM
Great news for people who have always wanted to be victimized in an especially oafish bit of GoFundMe fraud but never got the chance because they didn't live in the tri-state area. Help is on the way!
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Oh, how
these shortening days,
confetti of leaves,
and gentle, chill
caress of breeze
replenish my energy
and never fail
to bring me home
to myself.
#vss365 #poetryprompt #energy #dailyhaikuprompt #blueskypoetry #poetrycommunity #micropoem #autumndays
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these shortening days,
confetti of leaves,
and gentle, chill
caress of breeze
replenish my energy
and never fail
to bring me home
to myself.
#vss365 #poetryprompt #energy #dailyhaikuprompt #blueskypoetry #poetrycommunity #micropoem #autumndays
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Autumn Days
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October 22, 2025 at 10:31 AM
Oh, how
these shortening days,
confetti of leaves,
and gentle, chill
caress of breeze
replenish my energy
and never fail
to bring me home
to myself.
#vss365 #poetryprompt #energy #dailyhaikuprompt #blueskypoetry #poetrycommunity #micropoem #autumndays
www.youtube.com/watch?v=9aQd...
these shortening days,
confetti of leaves,
and gentle, chill
caress of breeze
replenish my energy
and never fail
to bring me home
to myself.
#vss365 #poetryprompt #energy #dailyhaikuprompt #blueskypoetry #poetrycommunity #micropoem #autumndays
www.youtube.com/watch?v=9aQd...
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October 22, 2025 at 2:50 PM
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For no reason, no reason at all, I’m sharing Zoe Leonard’s poem “I want a dyke for president. I want a person with aids for president & I want a fag for vice president and I want someone with no health insurance & I want someone who grew up in a place where the earth is so saturated with toxic waste
October 22, 2025 at 3:33 PM
For no reason, no reason at all, I’m sharing Zoe Leonard’s poem “I want a dyke for president. I want a person with aids for president & I want a fag for vice president and I want someone with no health insurance & I want someone who grew up in a place where the earth is so saturated with toxic waste
Somewhere
Out there
On the opposite shore,
Odd socks,
Rusty padlocks,
A squeaky old door,
Loose change,
Paper aeroplanes,
Dancers on the floor,
Somewhere
Out there
They're ready
For more.
And then there's
The laces
On your shoes,
Somewhere
Not there
This heart
And its velcro sinews.
#poem #poetry
Out there
On the opposite shore,
Odd socks,
Rusty padlocks,
A squeaky old door,
Loose change,
Paper aeroplanes,
Dancers on the floor,
Somewhere
Out there
They're ready
For more.
And then there's
The laces
On your shoes,
Somewhere
Not there
This heart
And its velcro sinews.
#poem #poetry
October 10, 2025 at 9:36 PM
Feeling so sweet,
Open and free,
Belts of time
Fastened on joy alive.
But
The blade,
Necks exposed.
The child,
Liberty,
Flies
Beyond.
From a world below,
A daemon's second go.
Pity lost
Beneath the frost,
A perverted soul
That conquers home,
Kills its own,
Sits on a lonely throne.
#poem #poetry
Open and free,
Belts of time
Fastened on joy alive.
But
The blade,
Necks exposed.
The child,
Liberty,
Flies
Beyond.
From a world below,
A daemon's second go.
Pity lost
Beneath the frost,
A perverted soul
That conquers home,
Kills its own,
Sits on a lonely throne.
#poem #poetry
September 29, 2025 at 2:54 PM
Your light
Made heat
For my soil.
These fruits,
Your mind
To be born.
These breaths
All breathless
In you.
But this earth twirls,
Too fast, too fast
For your warmth
To remain.
And although written
It's September,
In wind, in rain,
My heart is stuck on summer
For you,
For you.
#poetry #poem
Made heat
For my soil.
These fruits,
Your mind
To be born.
These breaths
All breathless
In you.
But this earth twirls,
Too fast, too fast
For your warmth
To remain.
And although written
It's September,
In wind, in rain,
My heart is stuck on summer
For you,
For you.
#poetry #poem
September 15, 2025 at 4:07 PM
July 9, 2025 at 10:49 AM
Architectonic symmetry,
First out the airlock century.
Dressed
In market red,
Pearls scattered
On your chest,
Many made for one
And scraps for the rest.
Max insecurity penitentiary,
Time teetering on the fence,
Proud inmate of the frail blue ovary
Checks his wrist,
Nothing yet.
#poem #poetry
First out the airlock century.
Dressed
In market red,
Pearls scattered
On your chest,
Many made for one
And scraps for the rest.
Max insecurity penitentiary,
Time teetering on the fence,
Proud inmate of the frail blue ovary
Checks his wrist,
Nothing yet.
#poem #poetry
July 4, 2025 at 3:02 PM
July 3, 2025 at 7:46 AM
Christ you can do anything
But hold water in your hands,
And the rain soaked through
Till it couldn't be ignored.
God is not dead,
He transitioned to it,
Its Universe still spins,
Its star still burns.
Citizen consumer,
It's inside of you.
Human defiler,
It won't ever let you go.
#poem #poetry
But hold water in your hands,
And the rain soaked through
Till it couldn't be ignored.
God is not dead,
He transitioned to it,
Its Universe still spins,
Its star still burns.
Citizen consumer,
It's inside of you.
Human defiler,
It won't ever let you go.
#poem #poetry
June 26, 2025 at 3:44 PM
Sitting at a desk,
Voice surrendered
To the word.
A quick break
By the window,
Parents watch
Children at play
In the park,
A butterfly escapes the green.
With no warning an explosion
Vaporizes this world.
A bloodied hijab flutters
Through the deformed face
Of a structure imposed.
#poem #poetry
Voice surrendered
To the word.
A quick break
By the window,
Parents watch
Children at play
In the park,
A butterfly escapes the green.
With no warning an explosion
Vaporizes this world.
A bloodied hijab flutters
Through the deformed face
Of a structure imposed.
#poem #poetry
June 23, 2025 at 1:47 PM
A race to the atom,
The self a flooded land,
Rushing from this chasm
Love as flounders to sand.
But water stays
Like virulent gaze,
Concrete till more
Voluptuous it saw.
And where will you be seen
When the gulf denudes,
And the action you've been
Is collected by changing attitudes?
#poetry #poem
The self a flooded land,
Rushing from this chasm
Love as flounders to sand.
But water stays
Like virulent gaze,
Concrete till more
Voluptuous it saw.
And where will you be seen
When the gulf denudes,
And the action you've been
Is collected by changing attitudes?
#poetry #poem
June 19, 2025 at 4:08 PM