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The man looked around in the shop. All the items on display seemed to whisper to him: “Me, take me! I am the one you want, and take my brother too! Take ALL OF US”. He stumbled forward in blind motion, mind-numbed by the treasure around him. All he could think was that he wanted all.
» Posted By Sacha On 10.13.2014 @ 9:45 pm
The start of something new and unknown. Hope. Light. Happiness. Adventure. Red door. Step into your next moment.
» Posted By Sacha On 10.17.2012 @ 6:57 pm
Le papillon était en train de virevolter dans les airs, libre, libre et jamais sans limites. Mais un enfant malin et curieux l’attrapa, et le piégea dans ses mains. Il approcha ses paumes de son visage, et observa le paillon à travers un petit trou de sa main.
» Posted By sacha On 02.08.2012 @ 12:39 pm
She crouched under a bush, watching her old flame smirk at the low quality meat he carried in a plastic shopping bag. She smiled to herself. He had taught her so much. He helped her realized she didn’t need money to live, like society had told her she did. She used to thrive on his perfect smile, and his soft spoken way of living. Now he only occasionally he came to her dreams infecting her mind with hopeless longing.
» Posted By Sacha On 09.21.2011 @ 11:05 am
river in the summer. My mom risked her life for mint. Sundance. Tea. Fresh. Stomach aches.refreshing river. water. planting. cabin. Elk. mom. dogs. summer. lov
» Posted By sacha On 05.27.2011 @ 10:23 pm
I like to carry things with my trailer, and enjoying movie trailers. It’s practical and fun, respectively.
» Posted By sacha On 04.28.2011 @ 2:46 am
Easy to lose, hard to regain. A poem sullied by anger, made beautiful when not in spite. Crafted to perfection, life is born. And light…
» Posted By Sacha On 12.12.2010 @ 7:05 pm
Tell me a story…. a tall story. The world was a place of demons and monsters. Of whales that walked on all fours, rather than wasting time in the water. There world was fun then and I wasn’t so short. I remember it I truly do. It was fun to be little.
» Posted By Sacha On 10.06.2010 @ 12:11 pm
i would like to suspend my belief, the beliefs that suddenly anchor you to the ground as an adult. let me suspend my ideas of what is possible and what is impossible
» Posted By sacha On 11.16.2008 @ 8:40 pm
you are my flight of fancy: figurative and vague but able to lift me airborne at surprising moments. you arrive unexpectedly and always exit too soon. you don’t exist because you’re not here but you can’t not exist because you’re making me crazy. and i wouldn’t go crazy over nothing. therefore you are something although whatever it is, you are, we are together – it’s a long flight away.
» Posted By Sacha On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am
i am proud to be a mother. my girls make my life more complete and they give me reason to smile. they are good girls, and i never get complaints from the outside. their teachers think they are very well-behaved, even when they are total butts at home. so, i have to be proud of them and of my own hand in creating loving and respectful kids.
I am also proud of what I do for a living. my students are also a source of my pride because i watch them learn and grow throughout the year. i also get reports from them after graduation occasionally and am never disappointed with the outcomes. my students have gone on to achieve many things, but best of all my students become contributing members of society. i feel proud to be a part of the system that has helped them to do this.
» Posted By sacha On 09.20.2008 @ 6:19 pm
There was a flag untop of the mountain. Maybe I was supposed to go there. Maybe this was the apotheosis of my life. My goal. What god put me on this earth for.
» Posted By Sacha On 06.21.2008 @ 6:53 am
The air around the surface of the sun slowly revealed the wake of the surfer. It brought with it the morning rays. The winter solace lifted and the first breaths of the moon disappeared below the surface. With it came the skies deep crimson glow. The world would know death today.
» Posted By Sacha On 09.29.2009 @ 6:02 am
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intuition is the thing inside each of us that tells us when something is right or wrong. Not just in a moral sense, but in a ‘makes sense’ kind of way. intuition is something that you attain from many years of collective experiences and lessons learned. It can help you predict the future, in a John Edwards kind of way. But, if you know the bus is coming, then get out of the way.
» Posted By Sacha On 10.25.2009 @ 8:26 pm