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Caffeine

Nothing picks me up The way caffeine does I should say more But what else can I say When the energy is low When I don’t have much to say Caffeine saves the day Yaay -Sasch

For Tomorrow

I was tired today It was a lot of Just showing up today A Just get this done for Tomorrow type of day -Saschia

My home leaned for so long It leaned on the strongest tree The closest tree It just leaned As if it was built that way But a strange wind blew The kind that’d kill a witch And it stood my house straight Now my house doesn’t lean As if it were made that way ItContinue reading “A Strange Wind Blew”

Winding Road

Ah, the opositonal pulls The maneuvers The crawls beneath the floorboards fingertips that brush the sky No matter how many times They still keep coming I twirl I sway I sleep I play I try my best to extend my web In so many ways And here on this winding road I’ll stay I’ll stayContinue reading “Winding Road”

I’m Here

It was dark when we met Chin tipped swallowing air My feelings for you were proof that I still existed Even in hell eyes glazed over I listened as an escape I showed up as an escape And then one day you were just there Without a flinch And I crawled out Cuz you pokedContinue reading “I’m Here”

Question for fiction writers

I’m what is called a pantser like Stephen King. I don’t outline the story ahead of time. But I do take time to stop and think or journal on where I’d like my characters to end up. Anyhow, my two characters, a woman and a man, are growing in separate places right now. The guy’sContinue reading “Question for fiction writers”

I Look

He set me on fire then he kissed me He leaned right in and kissed me Right there in the flames I still question whether it was him I think back to it I look for strings I check the mirror Then he let me go He let me go like he should have whenContinue reading “I Look”

Cold Nose

My nose is cold Like a cat’s But not wet I just want to wrap up in blankets And sleep for hours Without interruption Closed eyes Are my best option When it comes to using what time I’ve got -Saschia

Pieces

I can place the pieces on the game board And attempt to guess my opponents wishes But, there’s always that chance They could give up Or surprise me I’m not much into games But like most others I do prefer certainty -Saschia

Desired Destination

Here we are again Bound to the same choices An endless loop Of learning to say no to the things That don’t seem so bad In the moment But cross my Clear set boundaries My boundaries are not a challenge Or a suggestion They are the streetlights and guardrails That keep me on the rightContinue reading “Desired Destination”