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Haiku for Healing By: Katie Sachs
Boiled bones soak up Surrendered water silence Remembering rain
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REGRESSION
By Katie Sachs Outside of the womb My brain conspires to expire a tantrum Begun by thieves In a field of asprin
PILGRIM By Katie Sachs
My joints pop As I hop Out of the boat dock Tie it up and then, Locked out I find a pin and shimmy it Into your plum pit - A socket Where the truth unravels And the grease hardens So far I am dumbfounded And overwhelmed By the reality of you How striking your face looks When you take off your glasses When Earth gets in my eyes, I hide Under a mountain And turn into a pilgrim For soft dirt And voluptuous vibrations
Relative relativity By Katie Sachs
Before my father died He told me that Borsht is thicker than blood. Meaning - A thick soup of friends Can override A genetically fraught family. After his death, His forever friends left And My Uncles were AWOL (For a time) And I was then kept alone In a house With my Mother and cat, Pearl. But as I have traveled And grown life has shown Me This: Proximity is paramount. And relativity is relative. We can always assemble An army of spoons So that we never loose access To the thicker red liquids. Bored Bodega Blogger By Katie Sachs
Graze my bones With a fine tooth comb Teasing out the tresses And the messes of my womb I am sitting up in bed Watching my cat climb up the dresser And hoping the she never Decides to run away Forever Behind a curtain, I peak out at things that aren't meant for me But, Before I can take another sip of tea My cat gets clawed in the cave of memories And a blotchy bodega eradicates my hunger Rehearsals are meaningless if you're playing it all By ear A waxy sonogram Shows me Just how far along I've grown
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