We Go On–We All Do

Funny how things work out

How people show up

And make you proud of who you are

Or make you feel less than who you are

both people come and go

They make impacts

They go on with their lives

With their red Rose’s or their brass scales

And think briefly of you now and then

or maybe more

who knows…

-Saschia

Will write for candy

To find something to say everyday

to find beauty in a fabric covored chair

or a one sided conversation on giving directions

held by strangers

My wedding ring has burned my ring finger

and left a line of blisters

but I keep wearing it because it’s pretty and pink

metaphorically that could mean something

My hair flat and static and my eyes uncrossed

on the up side

This poem has earned me candy

-Saschia Johnson

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