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Andromeda Jude

Climax and Crowning Point

A poem about love

Dec 22, 2021

a woman lays in a bed, he head tilted back, eyes closed. She is in control.

Dec 22, 2021

Published in
ILLUMINATION

Losing You Never Ends

A poem by a bereaved mother.

Dec 17, 2021

Over a metal railing, a pale yellow Appalachian sun rises over the Blue ridge Mountains, seen in the distance. Its cold, and the fog is thick. The stratus clouds are scarce, and feathered. It makes me sad.

Dec 17, 2021

Published in
The Orange Journal

TN Skilled Nursing Facility, How May I Direct Your Call?

A poem dedicated to your granny. Have you checked in on her lately?

Dec 15, 2021

This is a sepia-toned photo of a nursing school manikin, that was taken in a medical learning facility/lab. The manikin has long shaggy hair, a hospital gown, and is sprawled out in a wheelchair in a very uncomfortable and unnatural looking position. The mood seems ominous.

Dec 15, 2021

Published in
ILLUMINATION

Three Reasons to Never Marry Your Step-Cousin

My hard-earned life lessons about love, marriage, and why you shouldn’t marry someone you met at a family reunion. Seriously. Just don’t.

Dec 14, 2021

A bride’s hands are folded in her lap, engagement ring adorning her rouge painted fingers. Feels hopeful, expectant.

Dec 14, 2021

Published in
The Orange Journal

Betty Jane

A poem for Grandma, the real Queen of Spades

Dec 13, 2021

Betty Jane

Dec 13, 2021

Published in
ILLUMINATION

Albuterol and Torment

A poem I wrote on the first anniversary of my son’s death.

Dec 12, 2021

Image taken at my son’s grave. The golden morning rays of sun are shining over the flowers in the cemetery. In the distance, the clouds cast a shadow on the Appalachian mountains. The feeling is hopeful..

Dec 12, 2021

Published in
ILLUMINATION

Florida Incest And The Search To Find My Children’s Missing Ancestry

My struggle deciding what to tell my kids when they ask about where they came from

Dec 11, 2021

Vintage yellow photograph of a young woman, circa 1960’s. Over her eyes is a black bar with the words “censored” to conceal her identity. She has tall brown hair, arched eye brows, and is sitting very straight. Around her neck is a cream colored handkerchief . She is smiling

Dec 11, 2021

Rhapsody

A poem for the woman that raised me and abused me, and made my life a magical kind of hell.

Dec 7, 2021

Rhapsody

Dec 7, 2021

Post Procedure Thoughts

An acrostic dedicated to my embryos and bad decisions.

Dec 6, 2021

a close up of an ultrasound entitled “fetus A” lays on a white sheet of paper. The text explains the finding of an ultrasound, twins.

Dec 6, 2021

Memoirs Of a Mousewife

Memories of abuse I endured before finally finding my courage.

Dec 6, 2021

Memoirs Of a Mousewife

Dec 6, 2021

Andromeda Jude

Andromeda Jude

(She/Her) Human. Mother. Wife. Bereaved Parent. Abuse and trauma survivor. I write a lot about grief.

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