Ma mère Nature flows through frame
Of reference
Her fluid beauty burns saline soul healing.
Drowning in her embrace is warm.
Memory of salty love hangs on bedroom wall.
~Sophia Tesch

American Dreamers

I don't hate you, I just wish my happiness over yours. I don't hate you, I just love my money more than you and your ability to eat food or be healthy. I don't hate you, I just don't want you to live next to me. I don't hate you, I don't hate anyone, because I am a wonderful person. And I say that to myself when I fall asleep and dream oblivious of the bomb that incinerates a man thousands of miles away.

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My Midnight Run

Moonlight dances on my skin,
My hooves pound soft ground,
Grass whips my ankles as I sprint free,
No rider to hold me, no man owns me.
Cool wind's caress intertwines with my hot deep breaths.
I run to my horizon-- my final rest.

                                           ~Sophia Tesch

R U

Into

Txt Messaging?


Times they change, we must adapt.

A few characters take the place of a paragraph.

Short retort bursts volley between you and me.


The joy :)

The tears :(

Sent in brief moments we seize

Shared with a colon and parenthesis.


Music plays, little lights blink from a tiny machine.  

Can the true depth of my thoughts be captured on this small screen?

R u able 2 c what I mean?


What happened to the written word?

At times it all seems quite absurd.

Language and sentiment has become

Abbreviated symbols under your thumb.