Friday, April 10, 2020

Bad Thoughts


Bad Thoughts

They trickle in
underneath the floor boards

Like a plague sent by Moses

These aren't the crippling ones

they're the ones
that make you crave
spoiled milk

When you least expect it
they make you question
if spoiled milk is really spoiled

The dew on the leaves drip
drip drip
lifting you beneath the leaves
And you float Atop the flooding stream
Floating drifting into something serene

Then it finds you there

It's there again

Knives on necks and
Ares thrashing your
insides like an erupting

No, this

is irrational
Think. montra.
Montra Montra

"I am a beautiful universe"

"I am light and love"

Love down a scented lane
of rosebuds and the voice of a violin
in the distance. A cool breeze soothes
my damp skin. There she is dancing
to the rhythm I wish would hold me closer
to its bosom.

There's my girl becoming one
with the ocean. This motion is an escape from
the plagues that live beneath the floor boards

-Saschia Johnson

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About the Author

Saschia Johnson writes poetry, creative non-fiction, short stories, and screen plays. On her free time Saschia likes to be with her family hiking outdoors and traveling. New England is her home and place of birth. When asked what she wants to teach the world she replied, "Don't stop searching. Too many times, in my old life, I put my search aside for more 'important matters.' I didn't realize the thing I was searching for held what was most important; my soul purpose." Saschia works daily improving her craft and at times can get down on herself, but her favorite morning mantra is "It's a new day." And that's what she strives to start with every morning. You can find her writing on Jayne. Press. She writes because there isn't any other medium she's felt such a strong connection with. Her need to write greatly surpasses her desire to write.


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