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Cloudy

I’m lost in the clouds reality swirls into a blur of colors while Hope flits in and out like a restless cat How do I touch down? Toes wiggling with Two feet on the ground -Saschia

Life leaked out my finger tips It was a sloppy puddle of mush leaving only a carcass of skin slabbed on bone Like a chicken on a cheerful walk to the slaughterhouse emptied mindless and tired -Saschia

A Writer’s Wish

Numb to it all My world slipt away Was it mine This foreign body of water deserted and dripping of new substance Maybe divined maybe cursed Cure me of my ailments Feed me your wine but allow me a foot on the ground A toe? A finger? -Saschia

Human

Going human was my best decision Letting me be something full of both Flaws and beauty Striving for better Still acknowledging my best efforts Growing growing From a tree to ash drifting far and wide Jayne.Press

Water Wall

He placed a hand, palm down and divided the red sea I walked across the damp sands eyeing sky scrapers of water on either side of me I thought the middle of the sea would smell salty but it smelled of baby powder and Green Tea singing melodies of childhood of hide and seek andContinue reading “Water Wall”

Somebody’s Name

Long square round faces Big eyes squinting ones dark ones with mysterious secrets Perky lips plump and pouty Big and juicy A world full of descriptions but what I really want to know is their names and where they’ve been and what they named their favorite freckle when they were ten but most of all howContinue reading “Somebody’s Name”

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