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”
Category Archives: Poetry
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”
Becoming
If one day I could be translucent that wouldn’t change a thing. If one day I gained all the knowledge the entire world possessed it wouldn’t change a thing. If I work to grow everyday I will have changed everything I have in my power to change. I will have changed a thing. -Saschia JohnsonContinue reading “Becoming”
Snapshots
These pieces These snapshots I hope to glimpse on my deathbed His laugh and that face he makes when he’s guilty Her creative remarks And not wanting to be normal Mom’s love poured like the great flood Memories like raindrops Collected in my poetry -Saschia Johnson
Daily Grind
Someday’s I’m just pushing through one more day of work. Just adding one more piece to the pile of experience. It feels like it’s never enough. -Saschia Johnson I’m sure I’ll thank myself later.
Lady Lemon
Wrap me up Wrap me up In something white and dry Wipe my eyes Wipe my eyes These tears have gone awry What have I done Exposing my bare breasts Weave Lemons into silk Melt Tin cans into platinum Bake Mud into a feast They dare say it They dare exclaim But hereContinue reading “Lady Lemon”
Bad Thoughts
They trickle in underneath the floor boards Like a plague sent by Moses These aren’t the crippling ones they’re the ones that make you crave spoiled milk When you least expect it they make you question if spoiled milk is really spoiled The dew on the leaves drip drip drip lifting you beneath the leavesContinue reading “Bad Thoughts”
To Do’s
Here’s some poetry only a writer could love. An example of my love hate relationship with editing. But it must be done! To Do’s Can you backspace Center space Use less commas But add one here, Double space and Don’t forget 1 inch Indent and margins And of course Know your genre Characters and placesContinue reading “To Do’s”
Freedom in the circle
Yes, there’s freedom there but not from the flesh and never from grave all your rules and discrepancies are DECLINED but don’t expect a polite refusal. when your cards fall short be prepared to be hounded intellectual freedom, whispering demons narcissistic inequality, teeth in your decaying flesh and hands around your neck escape artists bangingContinue reading “Freedom in the circle”
Double Slit
Twinkling teeth head over heels His smile got me weak in the knees I made him mine I MADE him mine Wedding bells perfection Miscarriage miscarriage miscarriage
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