She dances while I sleep And hiccups while I binge watch Netflix She’s a part of me One with me Her sister is my closest friend and family. She lights up my life with her smile and makes me feel at home with her presence Two baby girls to hug and love to sing andContinue reading “Two Baby Girls”
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Curiosity
My work is useless without curiosity It’s my current the wind in my sails Without it my words are purely entertainment and lack depth So I read and explore and question life… -Saschia
A Distant Symphony
There’s this tiny space inside me. It has a tiny door with a button handle. A button you’d sew on a shirt. It was a fancy gold one. Round and shiny. I could hear music playing from the other side so I got on all fours and placed my ear right up against it. TheContinue reading “A Distant Symphony”
Puddle of Life
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
It’s speaking to me
Mid sleep checklist incomplete Dreaming of writing this While skating and collecting snowflakes in my pocket I’m with my old boss looking for the next word It’s underneath the ice and as long as we keep moving they’ll appear Slowly we place each word one after the other What we build here makes complete senseContinue reading “It’s speaking to me”
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
Symbols
She asks for symbols while doodling stars and hearts in blue ink across the top of a blank page Maybe I don’t get it, Professor Maybe I never will She’s on to circles and squares then sees images of old Egyptian pillars And creates her own hieroglyphs with no meaning (to her) “To evokeContinue reading “Symbols”
Circles -A Collaboration
The world in all its glory still vacant The abyss below echoes back words I’d like to decipher [will it ever be enough] Some days the echoes are all that matter and even though he’s my world these echoes are sticky like a magnetic night sky without a cloud for miles Where the comets andContinue reading “Circles -A Collaboration”
Crumbs Dishes
I’m in search of symbols I search the worst places first starting with Social media the dusty ones Those few I should’ve deleted a while back I clean the house Because they could be mixed in with the dishes Or with the crumbs on the carpet And when that’s through I sit and think AndContinue reading “Crumbs Dishes”
