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Some old sappy poems because why not?

I used to write a lot of poetry back in college, and some of it isn’t half bad (which doesn’t necessarily mean it’s any good, either).

I’ve published some of it under my J.T. Marie pseudonym, but it’s never been all that big a seller, as you can imagine.

While looking through old files today trying to find a story I know I wrote years ago, I found some poems I wrote back in the day and never did anything with. So I thought why not put them online again for the hell of it?

If you’re moved to comment, at least be kind 🙂 Copyright me, of course.

* * *

if you can forget
the way we laughed
like gods creating anew
the world and all its glory

if you can put behind you
the way we talked
as if we two alone
knew the secrets of the stars

then the next time we meet
if you recognize me, please
stop and tell me
how i can forget you too.

* * *

overcast days
as if clouds would say
what makes them love
the rain

* * *

i loved you when i was little,
years ago when you’d smile
down at me, ruffle my hair,
& call me “honey.”

in others’ eyes,
among others’ lives,
i’ve searched for the sound
of your voice
ever since.

* * *

an old cassette tape,
no label, “memorex”
in chipped letters.
all my favorite songs
still remind me
of your hair, your smile,
the reason i bought “memorex”
to record them for you.

i never got around
to mailing the tape
i wonder if you’d bother
to listen to it
if i sent it now.

* * *

in the dark
he doesn’t see you
hiding behind the door

what does he think of
as he edges into the room
his eyes wide, wary
does he sense you?
does he know?

and what crosses his mind
when you jump out
pin his arms behind him
struggle to hold him down
force him to admit defeat?

the only thing you’re thinking
as you glare down into
his frightened, upturned face
is the black of his hair
the feel of his flesh
and you wonder what his lips
would taste like against your own.

* * *

your hair is the forest of life
the autumn of the leaves
the dying of the trees
where i can roam until the solstice
paths like single strands
weaving an intricate pattern.
i’ve forgotten what they look like
wet, spread against the pillow,
words writ on the beach
waiting for the tide.
i forget what they say.

Heat Wave: Wildwood is now available!

My latest lesbian romance writing as J.T. Marie, Heat Wave: Wildwood, is now available!


When Tara receives a wedding invitation from a cousin she hasn’t seen in years, she knows it’s nothing more than a bid for a gift or money. But Amanda lives in Wildwood, New Jersey, where Tara used to spend her summers as a child, and a much-needed vacation down the shore sounds like the perfect way to finish off a hectic summer.

Every hotel in the tourist trap is booked, though, so Tara’s Aunt Marlene invites her to stay with them the week of the wedding. But Wildwood isn’t quite the island paradise she remembers from her youth, and both her relatives would rather get drunk than have fun on the boardwalk. Plus Marlene is determined to set Tara up with a coworker of hers even though Tara isn’t interested — in men or in romance.

The vacation is beginning to look like a bust until the night of Amanda’s bachelorette party, when Tara meets Delaney, a pretty bartender with fiery curls and a personality to match. Suddenly the summer heat isn’t the only thing making her sweat. Can Tara salvage what’s left of her time in Wildwood with Delaney’s help? Or will family obligations keep her from following her heart?

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Renovated Heart is now available!

My latest lesbian romance Renovated Heart is now available!


Real estate agent Joanne McConnell has had her fair share of bad relationships. Her last girlfriend complained she spent too many long hours working and didn’t focus enough on them. Now single again, Joanne still keeps too busy a schedule to meet someone new.

That all changes when she’s babysitting for her brother and meets Edie, the contractor he’s hired to fix up his home. There’s no denying the instant attraction between the two women, and Joanne is more than ready to take a chance on someone new.

But Edie Davis, sole proprietor of Davis Contractors, was so badly burned by her last girlfriend that she’s sworn off dating altogether. Edie won’t let anything — or anyone — distract her from growing her business. She isn’t lonely, she isn’t, so she’s more than surprised when she finds herself falling for Joanne.

Joanne’s offer of a business lunch turns into a date on Friday night, the first in months for either of them. Things seem to be going so well for both ladies. Can Edie let herself trust another again? Or will her past relationships screw up any chance of a future with Joanne?

Read an excerpt or buy a copy of the e-book today!