A place where you can be human.
The waters
The drip drop into endless cups of tea
Filled to brim
Because I will it ???
Worked to bone
My flesh melts off next to her
The girl who exchanges glances from the black mirror
Am I
really changed?
Have I embraced the woman
she’s always been
Tip tip tippity tap
She rises from the glass
Up up up ohh she’s…
She’s
The silence,
the scribbles before
the storm
She’s everything and nothing
Annnnnd she’s your cup of tea
-Saschia Johnson
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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