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 wouldContinue reading “Please Exist”
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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 freckleContinue reading “For You”
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 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 outtaContinue reading “Bare”
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
Heart
There is an untouchable us An us the world can’t touch We stay forever connected No matter the pulls No matter the tugs After our many resurrections We’ll always be us One hand reaching for the sky The other grasping our love I’m hanging on I’m hanging on To the untouchable us -Saschia
Practice
She’s in the mirror while sunlight pokes her in the face she feels as each oblong word beats it’s way out I am worthy I AM worthy I am worthy I am WORTHY She crawls under her large comforter, blinds drawn. Her small mouth crackles with spit as she opens it to whisper: i amContinue reading “Practice”
A Warm Up
Lenses are clearing And fishing has begun Tap tap tippity tap Sounds the keys An alarm to wake up My creativity There’s hope It floats by once in a while There’s bouts of numbness I dont want to speak of But we need this We need this To live to sacrifice our bloody insides ToContinue reading “A Warm Up”
Proactive
Respect her sacred spaces her secret garden, her desk, her solitude, her thoughts let it be hers and hers alone and when you do this you will see a change in climate -Saschia But wait I’ve got more poetry here……It’s All History
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