In the beginning

Is it a problem

Where is it going

Have you considered everything

Slowly by slowly

You narrow your solution

And it gets serious

The waffling ends

And one solution stays

Only one

But then you think of everything with that one

Still it is always one

In the end

-Jennie Nawrocki

This week you have no responsibility except keeping the world in respectful communication

Well I guess that is every week and I should take my own advice.

-Jennie Nawrocki

As you know I moved into my new apartment

I am grateful for being here

Thank you again to everyone who made it possible

So what is my home

I am here

In my apartment

With my own kitchen and bathroom

This is my home

With multicultural literature and decorations

I studied cultures and therefore I brought them into my home

Do I have many or any visitors, extremely rare.

But I am here I finally made it

So stop saying go home, I am home.

-Jennie Nawrocki

Side note: yes most of those books I have read.

Drip, drip, drip

Where is it coming from

It slowly started

Just like a storm

Did the storm really happen

Where are we

More aware than a month ago

Or further in denial

Is this the middle of the storm

Or the eye of the storm

How do we know

Do we want to change

Something is building

Are you behind it

Or ahead of it

Stopping all the damage

That hurts others

-Jennie Nawrocki

New and spacious

Clean

What should I find

What should I need

It is all so different

Never redundant

A kitchen for eating

A bathroom for hygiene

Unshared with anyone

Unless you are a guest

Because you are very welcome

You allowed me to be here

After years of asking, begging, whining.

The only thing I have to say now

Is

Thank you

I am so grateful

My heart is overfilled with joy

In return I am slowly

Returning all my promises

thank you again

-Jennie Nawrocki

The world may be encouraging Trump but I still don’t.

Jennie Nawrocki

Who do you believe and why?

-Jennie Nawrocki

It’s in my mind

Etched forever

Knowing what happened

Or occurred

Nothing horrid

Both before and after

But just one still image remains

Just a daily routine

Like putting on a coat

You see it now

What is it grabbing the coat

From the closet

Putting your arms in

Straighten it

Zipping

Or fixing the collar

What do you save in your mind

-Jennie Nawrocki

When I was in New York I heard this phrase often.

Out of sight, out of mind.

It was believed that if you take away every trace of something or someone they would forget about it.

When really something that is truly meaning or had an impact good or bad, it stays with you regardless.

You may not speak of it or have physical proof it existed but you remember how it made you feel.

Dancing was one of those things, I never forgot how liberating it was until I was back in the studio.

For example my brother Anthony gave me a hair adornment with a pink feather attached but one day I went to school and it started to come apart. Later during school I tried to fix it but my teacher took it away. She then put it in the treasure box to be bought by any student who earned points.

I didn’t make it to the box before another student got my hair adornment.

So really has it been out of sight out of mind all these years?

-Jennie Nawrocki

I don’t believe Jodi Mackey deserves justice. Thereby I will not be her lackey or Trumps.

I will not go by any other name than Jennie Nawrocki or willowrock. Call me by my name.

I refuse to have humans or people lose their own identity just to talk about someone else all the time.

If I choose to be friends with Nick or Lisa or just civil acquaintances that is my choice. I choose my own friends. Stand for equality stop putting humans in concentric circles so they never interact with each other.

I want my own place with my own kitchen and bathroom.

I want a career that pays for that place with my own kitchen and bathroom.

Being able to afford groceries, healthcare and a place to live is not comfort but a necessity.

I’m innocent.

-Jennie Nawrocki