A place where you can be human.
It was dark when we met
Chin tipped swallowing air
My feelings for you were proof that
I still existed
Even in hell
eyes glazed over
I listened as an escape
I showed up as an escape
And then one day
you were just there
Without a flinch
And
I crawled out
Cuz
you poked and prodded
You pulled me in
And pushed me out
And that’s it
Now I’m here
-Saschia
Saschia Jayne Johnson is the author of Writer’s Quest: A Triptych. On her free time, she likes to be with her family 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 it was the search that held what was most important; curiosity." Saschia works daily on 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. View more posts
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