Home is where the ones I’ve hugged reach for me while I try write Home is the place we lay our heads and leave our worries outside Home is chaos turned to peace from lessons learned and tears shed Home is refuge and where we build our strength to prepare us for the life aheadContinue reading “The Home Love”
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Red Headed Lover and Ice Cream
The red headed woman who swallows men like air the one with gauze and the deep entwined stare is in my roots I lift my chin then my shoulders I lift my heart and then my mind but at the end of the day make fancy salads with cheeseand nuts,binge watch movies while I slurpContinue reading “Red Headed Lover and Ice Cream”
The Big Cat
I’m not sure where she was before she arrived or where she was headed But the cat knew the way She clung on like her life depended on it The big cat jumped so high, I could see galaxies. she saw em too but only for a brief second because she buried her face backContinue reading “The Big Cat”
Oddities
An echo of senseAn ear sliced clean from a man’s head Both come best when you’re ready for it But who’s ever really ready for the sense they never knew existedor an ear without a head we could be talking about noses and absurdities but that’s not what I sawso here we are talking aboutContinue reading “Oddities”
Recharge Yourself, Please
I charged my phone twice today I charged it once in the morning and once at night. I could have let it die but instead, I recharged itwith no questions asked and walked away Just think,what if humans could stop and recharge with no questions asked too I wonder how different our world would be
I Am Human
I strip to the bone so that you can see me There’s no vail no hidden meanings it is exactly as it is It isn’t easy living as if my life is my art it brings no justice no fairness no earthly treasures it doesn’t even bring honest people it just makes me honest andContinue reading “I Am Human”
Beacon Girl
She breathes deep inward toward all the secrets she holds she lets in some pesky air and some clean air but air all the same when she breathes out she lets it all go because hanging on to it any longer just might kill her so she lets go she’s got too much to liveContinue reading “Beacon Girl”
Your Focus
Whittle it to the bone the same way a writer widdles it down to a few words Let it all go the fluff the need for validation the old selves you left behind for the sake of your growth Whittle it down whittle it to the bone Saschia Johnson
Ah-ha
The way the sky bent sidewaysand cracked wide opengave her a revelation as if the lightening struck her and not the lamppost just outside her window Saschia Johnson
Twitchy Fingers
Spider legs twitch crawl dirty fingers clench tight to yesterdays A world full of dark skies and open air Take the time to see for a moment Take the time to heal Saschia Johnson
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