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Sara Escalante Apr 2014
She found meaning in objects
Like Christians with crosses
Believed in their power
Without second thought.
Sara Escalante Apr 2014
Quilted maps attached with tape
Graph paper parachutes paper the room
The unknown is calling
Through 3 by 5 lens
These books brag the stories
That I’ve yet to live
Sara Escalante Apr 2014
I've looked at my own palms
And seen the lines of this life fading
Fire, water, earth
All getting swallowed by the air

I've turned to love for grace
But she spat sympathies unholy
Success is but a sunset
When there's no soul with it to share

I've fallen to the ground and begged
The moon to give me courage
Yet that mystic orb just waned
And left me naked like a child

I've searched the maze for truth
Ground my teeth upon the logic
But once I left the cave for light
My place was lost among the wild
Sara Escalante Mar 2014
If you’re free this evening
May I connect the freckles
Scattered across your back
With glow-in-the-dark pen
So they too can see
You are a constellation
When the moon wanes crescent
And the best bits glisten
Sara Escalante Mar 2014
I don't know why
These dreams
All seem
To have you leaving me

But honey that's alright
Come morning
This heart
Wakes calling for you

No, I don't know why
Late night
Mind's eye
Has got me grieving

But she's on your side
Lord help me
When I rise
I'm loving you brand new

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