Saffron Sage
Bio
"We accept the love we think we deserve."
What makes a life worth living? Collecting whispers.
Stories (30/0)
Dear Mom
Dear Mom, I wanted to honor you with the Southern Bell send off you desired. A room full of flowers and family all loving you gently while you expired. We did not get that, the absence of it, the harsh way you were pulled from this world initiated my break down. Wishing for a different experience and not able to create it, I began to run again, through all the darkness and the mist, I lost myself, awake in a nightmare, unable to fall asleep and rest.
By Saffron Sage2 years ago in Families
FREEDOM MACHINE
FREEDOM MACHINE As our world watches the war in Ukraine blossom and bloom into something none of us want, I keep hearing the song ninety-nine red balloons by Nena in my head. Over and over the haunting lyrics play and I can’t help but wonder. Is this the beginning of our end, how did we get this far again? With so many examples of what we dread. How is our world still producing people capable of this? The song begins with us in a little toy shop, representative of our beautiful world here, where we can find so many ways to play together. It ends with one red ballon, a reminder of what we have lost at our own hand. Where do our personal hearts stand, are we all responsible?
By Saffron Sage2 years ago in Humans