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”
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I Wanted To
I wanted to remove every piece of me from you Every secret I told Every baby flushed down the drain Every moment I allowed myself to let you see me at my weakest point Every tear that landed on your shoulder I wanted it all back I wanted my love and my sweatshirt I wantedContinue reading “I Wanted To”
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”
Blueprints From Heaven
She gathered the love notes the sporadic ones the demanded ones she gathered her books her sorrows and her understandings and she left She began to build her ark the blueprint laid out from above she stacked her self-love and internal conversations she’s had with heavenly hosts layer by layer This will help her bareContinue reading “Blueprints From Heaven”
Usually Sometimes
Writing in and out of reality Between memories And into the depths of my psyche Sometimes the narration is loud But most times it’s silent It’s usually us pushing and Me typing one word at a time To finally write a thing If that makes any sense ♡Saschia
Words
In the morning I hope they come to me After reading I wait them out While I’m showering I think about them With a blank screen I beg them to unfold In the end I just place one in front of another ♡Saschia
External Drivers
She curls her legs in from the cold Her blanket isn’t long enough for her legs to stretch out there’s ping in her shoulder for normal people that would be a bother for her it is a sign of hard work it brings her hope for a real bed and a bigger blanket -Saschia
Snapshot
The vines were growing up out of the water And the trees hung freely Just a snap shot handed to me upside down That’s all we need for a great story -Saschia
The Penny
A penny in a crack On the sidewalk A dollar bill blows Tilting side to side the way a butterfly does but less graceful The Receipts rested on a pile of trash in the bin Collected by a man dressed in blue The penny is still Wedged between two squares of cement -saschia
A Bag Full of Freedom
I wake up chug a cup of water in my reusable Starbuck’s cup gotta make sure I have enough milk made for the baby sniff my pits and decide they smell fresh enough to skip a shower I put on white leggings and look at my butt in the mirror only to notice my pantiesContinue reading “A Bag Full of Freedom”
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