Just an Ordinary Day

The cafe had steady business. It just got all new furniture dark wooden tables and chairs. Every seat was taken besides a few that were in the middle of it all. Coffee scent stained my sweater and the scarf I wore in but realized it was too warm. I tossed it beside my leg on the bench. When ordering I wanted to try something new but the pressure was too great so I ordered the usual hot chai tea latte. While I waited for my drink I read the headlines on the newspapers stacked not so neatly on the rack. Nothing was interesting enough to make me want to open one of them.

Peace Space

The breezeway is full of stuff I’ve been meaning to get to.

Some new shelves

Chalks and bubbles

Toys and board games for fun family game nights

I’ll get to it.

To the organizing and shelf building

I have the set up in my head.

Two benches

Th kind with cubbies on the bottom

One with a few cushions warmed by the sunlight

The other bare under the chalkboard hung on the wall

And then shelves will fill the rest of the space

I’ll fill them with books

This will be our space. The place we go for peace and reminders of our inner child.

I’ll build this space

I will

-Saschia

Please Exist

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 would fall into oblivion.

Without you,

there’d be no us

there’d be no poetry

You are the poetry

-Saschia

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

To return to the ash

We have yet to become

-saschia