To find something to say everyday
to find beauty in a fabric covored chair
or a one sided conversation on giving directions
held by strangers
My wedding ring has burned my ring finger
and left a line of blisters
but I keep wearing it because it’s pretty and pink
metaphorically that could mean something
My hair flat and static and my eyes uncrossed
on the up side
This poem has earned me candy
-Saschia Johnson

Wrinkled
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Jayne is a writer. On her free time she likes to be with her family hiking outdoors and traveling. New England is her home and place of birth. When asked what she wants to teach the world she replied, "Don't stop searching. Too many times, in my old life, I put my search aside for more 'important matters.' I didn't realize the thing I was searching for held what was most important; my soul purpose." Jayne works daily improving her craft and at times can get down on herself, but her favorite morning mantra is "It's a new day." and that's what she strives to start with.
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