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Book Sniffer

Today I bought used books and sniffed each one before purchase. It’s silly I know but if they are moldy its makes my nose itch. And then I won’t read them. I’d rather pass up a moldy book than have a book that’s never read. -Saschia Johnson

Skin Show

I. 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”

CampWrimo

I have decided to try out CampNanoWrimo. I lowered my word count to 10,000 words and I’m thinking that was a fabulous idea since I’m kinda lost where I am with editing my poems, screenplay, and whatever else I finally finished over the last year. Editing is no joke. I see now why they callContinue reading “CampWrimo”

Pick me

Run away with me on second thought, leave No, wait stay Send me to your favorite places Around and about in search of you Must I sit here so solitary under the great blue moon left to think myself inside out

Forest Baby

Branches slap her skin She runs through the place Like it’s her own She’s lost but she just keeps going Webs tickle her nose And a thousand baby spiders crawl under her clothes She’s a forest baby This is her home -Saschia Johnson Been working on editing my collection of poetry and figuring outContinue reading “Forest Baby”

Deep Dive

The waves foam and fizzle Gulping seagulls Gulping Mortals Flying seagulls Drowning mortals To the Sea bottom they go Sea sponges and treasures Hidden by overgrown seaweed What is this place where I crackle and my skin bubbles -Saschia Johnson

My Fairy

There’s a fairy who guards my heart speaks to me through the quill She sees what my heart wants And can sometimes take over This space doesn’t fit the both of us She wants things I’d never And I she’d never You can imagine the struggle we have Sharing this vessel Her smile is slyContinue reading “My Fairy”

Too much snow

There’s too much snow It’s to my knees and everything I need is hidden below I have to plant seeds, side the house and these gutters won’t clean themselves My days are spent salting and shoveling. Cringing from the snow that fell in my boot I liked it in the beginning I liked it duringContinue reading “Too much snow”

Fire

Never before have I met a man who loves me the way he does The sky opens up and rain fills vessels Turning empty ones into the sweetest wine And the fire it burns but we are left unblemished My beats dance so free -Saschia Johnson

Bubble Bath

Bubble Bath The tub is full and the bubbles bobble on top My legs have adjusted but when the rest of me sinks in it burns. In the tub, I’m a lost soul venturing from the heavens to a five star hotel It is there I’m considered a holy whore with no divine gifts My wordsContinue reading “Bubble Bath”