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Deep down %my sleeve and down my back is where the heart of this poem lies. I think I can reach it if I do yoga, then maybe I’ll clean the house and if that doesn’t do it surely I must need a nap. On second thought maybe I’ll start with tha nap.

Peace Space

The breezeway is full of stuff I’ve been meaning to get to.

Some new shelves

Chalks and bubbles

Toys and board games for fun family game nights

I’ll get to it.

To the organizing and shelf building

I have the set up in my head.

Two benches

Th kind with cubbies on the bottom

One with a few cushions warmed by the sunlight

The other bare under the chalkboard hung on the wall

And then shelves will fill the rest of the space

I’ll fill them with books

This will be our space. The place we go for peace and reminders of our inner child.

I’ll build this space

I will

-Saschia

Sinful Eats

The tables are filled with Tacos

And all the fixens

There’s no where to sit but standings just fine

I’ll eat my tacos and I’ll take my time

The chicken ones they go down kinda rough

But the beef ones now those are a sin

I lick my fingers and go up again

I shouldn’t I know

But tomorrow I’ll workout hard like I have been.

Please Exist

There is a reason why you’re here

It’s to read this poem and to realize this poem’s existence would cease without you

It would be silent

A dead silence with the night air stuck in a place that never really existed

It would lack the chaos of us

Trees would fall into oblivion

I would fall into oblivion.

Without you,

there’d be no us

there’d be no poetry

You are the poetry

-Saschia

For You

These words are for you

I can see each one

placed in your palm

as a thoughtful gift

to encourage you

to lift your spirit from the pit

let’s exchange these words

for your heavy load

I’ll keep it short

I just want you to know

You’re something special

Meticulously created from freckle

To freckle

and in between them there’s your smile

It melts my heart

These words are yours and will be here when you need them

or when you feel alone

One More

we’re going to do this

we’re in this together

from sunshine to moonrise

I’m here by your side

just one more day

just one more poem

we’re going to do this

-Saschia

Sleepy

I tuck the covers between my legs and Nestle in.

Comfort

I can’t even keep my eyes open

It’s time to snuggle up and dream big dreams

-sasch

Bare

Sky as bare as a new born

My rebirth causes an itch under my fingernails

If only I could reach it

I’m trying so hard to embrace this body

To push and mold it

But I get so tired

So hungry

And yet that doesn’t stop me

I lift my demons and sweat them outta me

Because there’s no other way

To get where I’m going without persistence

-Saschia

Got one more day under the ole belt

Will the years get me published ?

Recognized ?

Will it be worth it when I’ve stacked years on years

Could I teach it

Will I love it more

Unknown is such a tiny word compared to it’s vastness

Sank

Over head he smiles

I only know because I feel his warmth

The alcohol has caused a blur

My madness sinks beneath whiskey slurs

I’m thirsty

I’m hungry

But I’m too intoxicated to fix either

Maybe I should have left the bottle alone

Maybe this is my life and how I want to live it

“Fuck it” I spit

And reach for the bottle

Just one last pour

A sloppy drop wilts into the bottom of the glass

Such a lonely drop

like his smile from the heavens

I sit back

rub my grumbly tummy

And smile from his warmth

-Saschia