Jayne

Just a Note On My Writing

This past month, I have been taking time to recall my past year. It’s been tough to feel like I’m putting myself through the past again, but in September, while I was going through a rough patch, I found myself diving headfirst into a lot of pieces I wrote over the years. Hearing how IContinue reading “Just a Note On My Writing”

Grateful For You

Thank you for security and stability Your snuggles get me through my dark days And your genuine laugh lights up my soul I’m so grateful to have you as my other whole -Saschia

Make Em Squirm

People are more comfortable when you live a life similar to their own, but we weren’t put here to make others feel more comfortable. Live loud make em squirm.

The Shows Over Now

The banquet hall’s empty Not a single piece of confetti left to prove our existence Bare floors Bare walls A bare heart left in the middle of the room …

Oops

Next time Next time Next time You don’t need to understand Right now -Saschia

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.