By: Michael Morlock curled up on the floor, surrounded by toys, crawling under your daughters blanket just to try and be close to the things you love the most, and it’s still only you, alone, smothering beneath the coloured comforter, neck at a harsh angle, face burning against the coarse carpet, willing and wishing forContinue reading “between the carpet and the comforter”
Author Archives: Jayne
Doors 2-22-2018
Jade- Asian Art
In Asian art, jade is considered to be the most powerful and mystical material. Particularly in China, jade is associated with imperial authority, heaven and immortality. The Chinese have a saying: ‘One can put a price on gold, but Jade is priceless.’ Some of the finest pieces of jade out price diamonds and are desiredContinue reading “Jade- Asian Art”
Shipwrecked
While I sleep, the sea creeps into my bed I get sea sick and toss and turn begging for land And hot water with lemon I grasp my sheets, my clothes, the bed but the water has no sympathy Finally, with no hope left I reach for hin and shipwreck on an island somewhere… -SaschiaContinue reading “Shipwrecked”
Reviver
Tipped over the rail my stomach cannot contain it’s contents anymore. He’s rubbing my back and telling me I’m doing a great job. I needed him then and there and that’s what I got.
Doors 2-16-2018
Smile, you’re beautiful just the way you are.
I am never going to be who you want me to be but I can assure you, that I am and always will strive to be a little more me. -Saschia Johnson
Skin Show pt 3
III sometimes Once in a blue moon a shed human like me steps behind the scenes With their skin in hand crying begging pleading to be loved And the whole time I was begging and pleading with tears in my eyes Hoping that just one other miserable misfit would shed, step behind the scenes AndContinue reading “Skin Show pt 3”
Skin Show pt 2
II. Behind the scenes, behind the curtain I reach out a hand stitched together with puppets of skin. They roar and laugh and join in in song. What a masterpiece! Pure Genius Continue reading “Skin Show pt 2”
Skin Show
pt1 I see the crevices where my mind has changed route Where the blood has stopped flowing and changed direction To kill off the illusion of rage and hypocrisy There’s a skin shed in the corner of the room no one speaks of it but me Who’s skin is that? Who was left so empty?Continue reading “Skin Show”