The cafe is slow and steady but my writing is sporadic, hiding between thoughts of four hundred word challenges and how I have to get the hair out of the bathroom sink. Images from “The Ring” whistle by and I notice a wasp kill a random bug outside the cafe window. Or maybe it was his own butt the whole time. I’ll never know. The truth is I didn’t feel like writing about the wasp or anything else happening right in front of me but I couldn’t make up anything else more interesting.
Step… step
I think and think of shy hearts
The ones that were left alone far too long
The ones that have hardened over time
I want so badly to love and appreciate them for who they are
Because
The daily grind in this world calls for an open heart
Not a selective one
♡Saschia
There’s a purpose for you
A purpose only you can fulfill
It is yours and yours alone
Shape it
Mold it and let it fill your walls
Then make your place there
don’t sit around and wait for your place to find you
Places are stationary
But you, my love, can move
-Saschia
I want this life
The one right in front of me
The family
The home
The writing
The goals
I want all of these things
I’m so grateful for them
-Saschia
Time passes so fast
once my eyes close
There are times
I close them to think for just a second
And when I opened them
The hours had passed me by like a shooting star
Sometimes I don’t even realize my eyes had closed
And I dream that my day goes on as usual
Then I wake up and realize nothing has been done
Oh so frustrating sometimes that life has to be the awake version of things.
-Saschia
I rush to get my work done
Less thought takes less energy
Which sends me off to bed early
I could spend the day contemplating
The balance between Plato’s and Nietzsche’s opinions of “the good life”
But the amount of energy it takes to develop that opinion is far too great
It’d be smushed between diapers, and baby exercises, and naps
-Hot tea-Hot tea gets me through!
Even on these hot days
But these poems they’re rushed because energy is a precious thing for a nursing mommy
-Saschia
My body travels at unknown speeds
It tries to go everywhere all at once
I want to wrap myself tight
To squeeze myself between my mattress and my box spring
Or get rolled out like a homemade pasta noodle
So I snuggle as close as I can to try and tame my electric skin
-Saschia
Take my hand and tell me it all
The good days the misfortunes
Some silly jokes
the times you fought so hard not to cry
Show me your belly laughs
Please share these things because
I want to love you
All of you
I want to know everything that made you
You
-Saschia
At the end of the day, I just want to spend time with you
Doesn’t matter what we do
Watching Movies
snuggles
reading dozens of knock knock jokes
You’re the smile on my face
A reason to keep going
And every step I take has you in mind
-Saschia
The words won’t slip out.
My legs twitch
with electricity
and my mind black as the deep blue.
I’ll fish and meditate
and search for a hook
but when nothing comes
all I have left is a defensive rotation between
force and small rests
-Saschia
