Author Archives: Jennifer E. Hudgens

About Jennifer E. Hudgens

I think in poetry.

Three Poems – Jennifer E. Hudgens


The Room

A small, cold room,
is better than no room at all.

The biggest snow in 100 years,
downtown-Reno, NV.

Surviving on mustard packets
and fingernails,
is better than not surviving at all.

One small window, a television that gets
one blurry-static filled station,
one shared bathroom, where
one male resident collects my hair.

He writes letters, and tapes them to my
dingy, gold doorknob,
one dead bolt lock, it is the only thing 
keeping me from being murdered. It is
better than no deadbolt.
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