How dare you dangle flesh and blood from the edge of your thumb, like she’s some sort of hangnail you’re dying to get rid of. Like she’s some sort of inconvenience. You can pull the wool over her eyes but I see your wicked ways. The secrets you’ve tucked behind your eyelids. Those ones that hauntContinue reading “Enough”
Category Archives: Poetry
Cord
Cord The cord to the blinds snapped right off I was hoping to let some light in But maybe this filtered light isn’t so bad Should I buy a new cord, A new blind, Or tie it back together the best I can? I’m going to peek through to see if the light is worthContinue reading “Cord”
The Fall
Did you ever believe? If you never have then you’re not a credible source. I need someone on both sides of the coin. -Saschia Johnson
Love Song
I admire his persistence and oh, how his howling soothes like the thumping inside her womb those vibrating drums birthed from her mouth I admire his persistence how her beats stretch across his howl The night twinkles bare, bare, bare, with dull blood Dance in her womb, crawl on your knees, eyes shut A mightyContinue reading “Love Song”
Blind
I can get angry and sad but generally I’m a happy girl Always smiling, always laughing creative eye always searching I tend to be too positive The bad in humans evades my view So when I see it, it becomes my art Because not all people are good I know that, I just can’t seeContinue reading “Blind”
Wonderlust
You and me on a boat drifting between heaven and earth. Funny faces and parental nicknames like nappy and blankie. We’re rugged from it all. Tired and oddly inappropriate. But together we’re something else entirely. We’re mountains or islands we’re something larger something worth exploring. Yes, we are new and uncharted territory. WildContinue reading “Wonderlust”
From: Your Muse
I’d show up if you wrote more for me I’d lay it all out for you if you took five minutes out of your day to write me something pretty There is nothing else expected but your words flowing in their own natural beauty and your thoughts the root of it all. Sprinkle them withContinue reading “From: Your Muse”
Approval
Is this good Do you like it But do you really like it Idk how you could, it’s terrible -Saschia Johnson
Retractions
Here I sit with not one fake mother fucker in my face. I’ll humbly admit that there are some days I shift. I’ll suggest something I don’t agree with and when I become conscious of my falseness, I retract it as quickly as I can. It’s just much easier to be elsewhere in my mindContinue reading “Retractions”
The Neighbors Cat
It’s a calico and stalks our yard with spiritual confidence Sometimes I lift the curtain to get a better view It freezes we eye each other And it’s quite entertaining Especially when I should be writing When it tires of our connection It disappears behind the bush that divides us. Tomorrow we may do the sameContinue reading “The Neighbors Cat”
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