I finally feel the energy I’ve craved I feel this tingle in my toes Ready to go go go I want to reach goals I want to give hope I feel my strength returning It gives me the courage to lose To fail I’ve burned my backpack full of grief And pushed life out ofContinue reading “Returned Energy”
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We Us Ours
These arms are meant to be wrapped around you These lips are meant to be pressed against your skin This mind is meant to be mingled with yours
Let’s Just Be
The push and pull centered me I’ve accepted me I’ve loved me Even in uncertainty My arms are open to the things meant for me My eyes are closed to keep my heart open I will be Ok -Saschia
Conversation is a Dance
and why it’s important to know that. There are things that should be handled directly. And then there are things like flirting, that have a casual build up. I think it’s ok to be indirect with a sweet smile when you’re flirting. Because most times it takes so many words in order to really processContinue reading “Conversation is a Dance”
Us and Our Art Space
You’re the words I want to hear and the voice I seek in the darkness. You’re the first person I think to call when I have good news And the one I run to with my bad thoughts I can’t help it Separate lives, shared thoughts Working together to create something With nothing but theContinue reading “Us and Our Art Space”
Being Alive
I don’t believe people are looking for the meaning of life as much as they are looking for the experience of being alive. — Joseph Campbell I have spent far too long waiting for my life to finally begin. We are going to die, and I refuse to live one more minute of my lifeContinue reading “Being Alive”
Empty Fields
Ah here comes the depth Here comes the midnight walks In an empty field filled with ghosts And blood and Screams from so many past lives I’ve been here too many times To care much about the escape I’ve come this time to dance With the shadows -Sasch
Her Looming Shadow
I spin her round Like a top No, more like a dance partner She’s mad She’s not interested in being spoken to this way What does she know? She asks the heavens And I dig in I know about the sex I know about the dirty little things she does when she thinks nobody’s lookingContinue reading “Her Looming Shadow”
Uplift
I was determined to show up and love you where you were I propped my chest open to let some air in And then you had to go and critique my body I was fine I would have left unscathed But you had to talk about something I’ve taken years to love. Something that hasContinue reading “Uplift”
Can literature act as a preparation for life experiences?
Spoiler Alert Charlotte’s Web by E.B. White I vividly remember when I finished reading Charlotte’s Web in fourth grade. I cried when Charlotte died. Her loss left me in a strange place where I was contemplating death for days. I also remember the day my grandmother died. These two experiences are not the same.Continue reading “Can literature act as a preparation for life experiences?”
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