November 2019 – Page 3

Seasons

I sank into a picture perfect fantasy But now, The memories are flooding back The habitual reminders Of why I stopped fighting Why I slowly loosened my grip Why I let go I clinched my empty fists And off went the leaf from my branch It descended in a less elegant manor than I sawContinue reading “Seasons”

Their Togetherness

Their togetherness relies on their a push to love awkwardly It relies on sex and fear Silence and distance Those things push them together It doesn’t rely solely on her Or solely on him Not even rules or religion It’s the bad little things That make them Them -Saschia

Under The Knife

Fear’s shadow lingers in the crack below the door I keep that door locked Even though sometimes it swings wide open I pace by it from time to time But I don’t even touch the handle I hate to twiddle my thumbs While I think up the worst case scenario I don’t even like toContinue reading “Under The Knife”

Let’s Go

Take my hand here look my palms are open Take my hand to the edge over the edge listen as the glass shatters -Saschia

Heirloom

My necklace swings as I bend over to plant some seeds It swings again when I clean someone’s muddy tracks off the floor I kinda wanna take it off but it was from my grandmother.

Glass Jar

Give me a sledge hammer So I can break free From this glass jar -Saschia

Sacred

They try so hard to keep my sanity They close my knees with two fingers From each hand As if I’m a doll at a table set for tea. -Saschia

It Was Good

First thing today, is to figure out how he will love her. He loves her, that isn’t the question. But how would he show her? Yesterday, it was with a small note, I love you handwritten on it that hid underneath her tea cup. A teacup he picked out for her and filled with blackContinue reading “It Was Good”