A place where you can be human.
She could climb right in the hot dish water
it’s been days since she’s relaxed in a bath
she soaks her hands just a second longer
a crawler wraps around her leg
brings her joy
brings her frustration
“just five more dishes”
wrinkled hand
wrinkled sanity
the crawler lifts a pant leg
“ugh, I need to shave”
soaked hands finagle the pant leg back down
smells like lavender and lemon
tastes like salt and soap
and feels like waiting for a million tomorrows
-Saschia
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. View more posts
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This is so beautifully articulated I could totally envision the exhausted wife with each line. I love your writing.
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I was lol I am in a much better place since I wrote this. Thank you for taking the time to comment. And to hear you love my writing means the world to me.
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Thank you to much. I wrote about a year ago and had to bring it back since I gained so much more love myself and can see this from a different perspective now
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Glad you’re in a much better place
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