Erica Jordan

Joined January 2021

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Bio

Tea is drug. I'm chronically ill. I cant do much except my art that helps my nerve pain and function. That's baking, painting , writing..... anything creative to use that outlet to express myself . Stay Wild Moon Child.

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Blood isn't always thicker than water
Blood isn’t always than water Trust me, be you. I've been stuck in my mind. Trying to figure it out. I'm not sorry.
By Erica Jordan3 years ago in Poets
New adventures
New Adventures Always home Cars and cars go by. Is it my chance to get up and fly away? No but I plan to go soon. I can’t wait to see this county.
By Erica Jordan3 years ago in Poets
Where to first?
Where to first? My first solo journey So I sat by the water the other day. The old me would want to just tie weights to my ankles and jump.
By Erica Jordan3 years ago in Poets
Painkiller
Painkiller You’re killing me You were my painkiller. I took you everyday to get that high And breathe you in. Intoxicating.
By Erica Jordan3 years ago in Poets
Peeking though
Peeking through You’ll rise again Sun. Where are you? Come out and play, it’s time to rise and shine. We all have.
By Erica Jordan3 years ago in Poets
Dancing with the stars
Dancing under the stars Dance with me How does it feel all the way up there? Can you see all the stars better? When can I see you?
By Erica Jordan3 years ago in Poets
Shed no mercy or tears
Shed no mercy or tears Strike when attacked Watching your back, they could attack. I never know from which angle. Trust me they’re no angels.
By Erica Jordan3 years ago in Poets
The salty coastline
The salty coastline Portland, Maine I sat here to take a rest. I can’t walk the rest of the way. I want to write about all the colors and the beauty hidden in this city.
By Erica Jordan3 years ago in Poets
Peace of mind.
Peace of mind You’ll rise Sun. Where did you go? Come out and play. It's time to rise and shine, for you’re all we have.
By Erica Jordan3 years ago in Poets
Marijuana
Marijuana Mary Jane Marijuana. The devils lettuce, Trees , green. Whatever you want to call it. Yes, I use it. Using it now actually.
By Erica Jordan3 years ago in Potent
Here comes the rain
Here comes the rain So no one can see my pain I sat outside to write today, Whoa, surprisingly cold today. It makes me hurt all over.
By Erica Jordan3 years ago in Poets
Goodbye Michigan
Goodbye Michigan I won’t go missing him I don’t even want to talk about it. I don’t want to hear any reason why you quit.
By Erica Jordan3 years ago in Poets

Erica Jordan

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Blood isn't always thicker than water

New adventures

Where to first?

Painkiller

Peeking though

Dancing with the stars

Shed no mercy or tears

The salty coastline

Peace of mind.

Marijuana

Here comes the rain

Goodbye Michigan

Stories (89/0)