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Chapter One

I can't see with the porcelain stars in my eyes,
I walk about glass eyed
Constellations in my eyes.
Bumping into furniture,
Savoring sweet, tinkling, elation
I look to my legs, my arms,
"What are these purple things I see?"
"Do you not remember, you careless thing?
Has glitter all-blinded you to sense entirely?"
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Summery: A simple Jewnicorn fic. Jesse's an enigma and Andrew can't sleep.

Jesse embodies an enigma with such absolute fullness that it isn’t surprising now when he says something or does something that throws Andrew for a loop. Andrew’s pondered it on more than one occasion and came to the conclusion that if Jesse’s mind had a corresponding image, ( Read more... )