StaceyJewell

Stacey Jewell

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Voodoo and Opulence by StaceyJewell, literature

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Voodoo and Opulence

Voodoo and Opulence Daddy drove a Mercedes jeep when we lived in Haiti I always thought I’d have one too Mama was oblivious I never had to go to school unless I wanted We had animals of all kinds Their lives were miserable I knew nothing better than to beat them with wet sticks I was raised by the maid I ate toast and marmalade as I watched her scrub the floor every morning My brother feared me because my fingers would get restless during the darkest of hours I would do things with him that not even the ghosts could see It was all over when I turned 20 Daddy decided that all he wanted was sex I will never return to my birt

The End of the Street by StaceyJewell, literature

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The End of the Street

The End of the Street The apartments at the end of the street are bad news Don’t come by here little white girl Little packets of powder hide in the corners of staircases Needles swim in the gutters They come looking for food when the hunger pangs become too severe There is nothing left to eat Just the memory of yesterday’s fix The children stay inside where it’s safer No peepin’ out the windows little ones Santa Claus never comes here Unless the Devil tricks him

Monthly Supervision by StaceyJewell, literature

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Monthly Supervision

Monthly Supervision I had little progress to report My pock marked boss had developed a nervous tick in her right eye It twitched erratically as I explained that most of my clients had reached 4th stage deterioration She inquired who I deemed “terminal” I informed her that I wanted to continue my interventions for another month before preparing any ESPs (End Stage Plans) She sighed heavily and handed me a Decompensation Checklist for each recipient Tissue Discoloration Check Bone Visibility Check Loss of Coordination Check Loss of Bodily Functions Check Increase in Appetite/Blood Lust Check Check Check I fidget

Mama Told Me by StaceyJewell, literature

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Mama Told Me

Mama Told Me Mama told me I got to go to the hospital to scrape these bad babies out of my belly I’m just a girl of 18 ya know and menopause was hard Mama talks to me. I can hear her She tell me to call 911 if I get down I can take care my family just fine Some my children name Bobby Some name Lyn. They live in Puerto Rico with my husband Mama told me not to trust no one that can’t be trusted Mama told me that blood thicker than water Mama told me I got to go to the hospital to scrape these bad babies out of my belly She say they cause indigestion Mama would never lie to me the way you do

Laundromat by StaceyJewell, literature

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Laundromat

Laundromat Spin cycle misery Fluff and fold dreams go to die “That’s too many clothes ma’am” in broken English Rows of broken dryers mock me Stand in line for that one that works Easy listening radio proclaims the most tragic of emotions "Baby come back…Any kind of fool could see…There was something in everything about you..." You’re only a quarter away from a squeaky clean conscience.

Hope by StaceyJewell, literature

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Hope

Hope The greasy backed cockroaches watch as we fuck They also saw you hit me after I twisted your testicles Gotta tell mama the latest I’ll hate her again by the end of the conversation I got money coming in from the government Enough to take us far away from the bugs, rats, and drugs Maybe we’ll get engaged I’ll get a rusted out little car and drive you to all your psychiatric appointments We’ll prepare nutritious meals and lay out fresh linens You’ll kiss me tenderly instead of blackening my eyes and I’ll leave your testicles the hell alone

Fragments by StaceyJewell, literature

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Fragments

Fragments I dreamt last night that my tears ducts were made out of some sort of precious metal All I could cry were cryptic symbols You confessed that you impregnated a girl in a graveyard You told me I couldn’t possibly understand because I didn’t attend those types of parties I became beautiful through parasitic invasion and won back your heart I really need to stop drinking before I go to bed

Born to Bark by StaceyJewell, literature

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Born to Bark

Born to Bark Miliscent had this yappy little pup Adorned in a pink dress proclaiming “Born to Bark” Floppy ribbon ears Clipped tail punctuated with a cotton ball Umbrella and welfare check in one hand Rhinestone collared mutt in the other It was quite the balancing act “Please child, hold my baby while I put this in my purse” Sandwiched between a rubber squeaky and a baggie of milk bones Just enough money to feed, bathe, and clothes The baddest little bitch In the neighborhood

23 by StaceyJewell, literature

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23

23 I don’t know when my last job was Two years ago I think When I was 23 Swept the hotel lobby Washed the buses Rolled out the newspaper for the Gazette That was a long time ago I’m 52 today On SSI and struggling to find my way home from Day Program My little sister visits me in the hospital when I hear our dead mother talk to me from my head I don’t know yesterday from today or if tomorrow will even come All I know is I once knew things The flesh of a woman’s thighs The dry crumple of paper money My own way home A couple of years ago When I was 23

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Voodoo and Opulence by StaceyJewell, literature

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Voodoo and Opulence

The End of the Street by StaceyJewell, literature

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The End of the Street

Monthly Supervision by StaceyJewell, literature

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Monthly Supervision

Mama Told Me by StaceyJewell, literature

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Mama Told Me

Laundromat by StaceyJewell, literature

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Laundromat

Hope by StaceyJewell, literature

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Hope

Fragments by StaceyJewell, literature

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Fragments

Born to Bark by StaceyJewell, literature

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Born to Bark

23 by StaceyJewell, literature

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23

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United States
Deviant for 14 years
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Personal Quote: "The devil in the black dress watches over. My guardian angel walks away"

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Anyone who is sincere and authentic

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paint, clay, hardware, etc...

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StaceyJewell

Jan 18, 2010

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After a 10 year hiatus I started pursuing art again. As a life long time sufferer of clinical depression, having a creative outlet is tremendously beneficial. I use clay, paint, hardware, feathers, and my own blood when I accidentally cut myself! I recycle everything I can. I like rust, machinery,decay,anatomy,etc. I can be quite shy and socially awkward but not as much as I used to be. I'm really not that cool. I support other artists and their endeavors. I hate commercialism and people who like to tell me what's wrong with me. I don't smoke, do drugs, or drink much. I am proud to say that I've almost eliminated the F-word from my vocabulary