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jorvn jones

jorvn jones

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Nationality: Australia
Email: cicatrix5021@y7mail.com

Biography
jorvn jones is a poet, playwright, writer, artist, filmmaker, composer, actor, dancer, and choreographer who lives and works from his studio space the spandula Tabernacle on Awabakal land in Newcastle, NSW, Australia. His genre is iiS.
His work has been published in Junky Scum, The Mad House collaborative artists' books, cicatrix, Kooky Book Project, The Waiting Room anthology, Unsweetened literary journal, Sapphic Voyage poetry journal, Sapphocestors anthology, in telescope time... anthology, Must Be Dreamin' anthology, Ripples of Possibility anthology, Sapphic Space anthology, Innovations chapbook, The Tree, The Ladder, The Chariot, and The Self artbook, and an obscure chapbook called Vampire Tapeworms/Russian Tearooms, which, if you can find a copy, you win a prize.
jorvn's work is archived at:
https://www.youtube.com/@jorvnjones
https://jorvnjonesfirstexpansion.tumblr.com
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Your Eyes From Mine
The glow of sun and warmth
Felt in the crisp and chill of morn'
Illuminates yet divides
Your eyes from mine

Against the shell of the church
Where the beautiful steel Jesus weeps our hurts
The birds are still flying away
This country we're in has no blue sky

I watch your eyes adjust to th ...
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Waiting For The Great Big Something
Waiting! Waiting! So tired of waiting!
Waiting for the Great Big Something to come along
Out of the sky, nice and high
If it appeared here right now i'd give it a big hug

Instead, all the terrible news and tragic reviews
Well, i say forget it honey
You know there ain't nothing you can do
Al ...
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Shoe On The Other Foot
I very much get your vibe,
Like, how now you've been around for a while,
It's very much shoe is on the other foot now.

But i don't wear shoes, go barefoot these days:
Happily stretched out, my toes all splayed.
Walked right out of your crazy race.

But now you bring in "No shirt, No shoes'
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Pink Moon
A lover's rock lilt brings you to my door,
And i can't remember what we were fighting for.
Rock of Gibraltar, instrument of Death,
Hard wrought in your face which i find so spesh.

Pink moon up above sallies our way,
Rock steady this and every other day.
Vibrate so calmly, what am i for?
Bri ...
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No Hoopla
Lazy summer acting
loose abounds
People pool together
for a larger amount
Everybody lolls
Their place in the sun
No need be praying
All gone be one
Everything falls
Into place
Falls where it lays
Falls of such grace

Your eyes black
Next to the sun
Both are burning
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