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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

She is

She’s got magic under her fingertips waiting to be unleashed She glances up and manipulates the entire sea when she cries a black hole of sadness warps everything in her path. When she’s happy as a Daisy the waters recede which could cause drought for days and days the pendulum swings from her to I causing downContinue reading “She is”

She’s deep though

(Before she rids all things beauty) There she was dressed to the T Name brand from head to toe: Jeans snug, just a kiss of cleavage showing She’s mastered the art of beauty Because she’s terrible at everything else and her mind’s not like the others She hides behind mesmerizing curves, and charms, and niceness Why? because notContinue reading “She’s deep though”

I Want It All

I Want It All Sitting in my cardboard box room Only small coin in my hand Flip on the tube, there’s happy people Living well across the land Got bright smiles and new clothing Spending money just for fun Why should they have all the pleasure Why not let me dance in the sun IContinue reading “I Want It All”