I fill my mouth with water and spit it into the sink. The water swirls around and disappears down the drain. They say all drains lead to the ocean.
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Freedom
I wriggled out of my skin And danced under the sunlight I let the world fall away To embrace the woman I’ve worked so hard to become The floodgates opened And washed away all my worries In that moment I was free ♡Saschia
Scared
My field of vision shrinks and grows The distance changes shape as I go Colors blend and blur into grays It’s much scarier to live this way I’m not sure what’s gunna happen ♡Saschia
Spider Woman
Running toward the chaos With my mouth wide open Hoping to catch a rain drop in this madness They call me crazy I call me honest My tongue is illuminated My heart has so much to say So I capture it all in my web Just to dull the pain from all the knives inContinue reading “Spider Woman”
Linen
Linens hang from me I stand to rebuild and restore what was lost The stench of death will stalk me These pains will ache and swell and ooze And after the burial has ended I will emerge naked, broken, and old one with the soil stuck to my palms Maybe I will master the artContinue reading “Linen”
Joy
The laughter has returned and pangs of hunger dance in the pit my belly She found me And made herself comfortable We spoke of motherhood And Birthday cake She pressed their cheeks into smiles And twirled them on her finger Maybe she will stay My heart really needs her to stay -Sasch (But we allContinue reading “Joy”
Just Behind My Lips
I have come up with a plan! It sat with excitement just behind my lips I tried so hard to cage it in to keep my plans a secret “shhhh” I hushed Anyway, now the plan makes no sense I spoke it aloud to try and find the sense in it but the senseContinue reading “Just Behind My Lips”
Tomorrow Brings Something
Ah, He’s filled my belly The tides have come But I’m tucked away Listening to the water drum Tossed and turned Candles lit while Writing on the walls of my ark I just know tomorrow will bring the sun ♡Saschia
Kowalcyzk
Bloody nose again the iron taste drips down the back of my throat reminds of sex and immorality tissue against my nose morality fell out of my hand some time ago I say that in a ignorant manor not a some philosophical way that might make this poem a tad more shallow I slur wordsContinue reading “Kowalcyzk”
Lady Lazarus
Lady Lazarus BY SYLVIA PLATH I have done it again. One year in every ten I manage it—— A sort of walking miracle, my skin Bright as a Nazi lampshade, My right foot A paperweight, My face a featureless, fine Jew linen. Peel off the napkin O my enemy. Do I terrify?—— The nose, theContinue reading “Lady Lazarus”
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