ashley

Joined September 2022

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i’ve been writing since elementary school when i decided being an author was the only thing i wanted in life. this is me trying to get there. any support along this journey is so very greatly appreciated.

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The Legend of Noctewood
Through the thickets and brambles of a dark and mysterious wood, seeps the whispers of a legend. It rides on the wind, drips like blood, lingers like a sickness.
By ashley3 years ago in Fiction
i deserve to grow
you know the clearance plant section? where the dying green goes the wilted, the rotted, the barely hanging on i find myself in front of it every time i go to the store
By ashley3 years ago in Poets
decorate your pain
we drape lights over our despair wrap twine around the bottles of our hopelessness stick flowers in the emotional trauma vase mom gave us when our hands were barely big enough to wrap around the glass
By ashley3 years ago in Poets
do not come here for salvation
Do not come here looking for salvation. Do not shuffle your feet across my threshold with your dripping blood. Do not come here with your vacant eyes and desperate, aching hands.
By ashley3 years ago in Poets
should you ever ask me what i want
She asked me what I wanted and I told her. “So, you want to be pursued?” “No,” I replied. “I want to be broken open.”
By ashley3 years ago in Poets
capitalism is flammable
Dangle it in front of my face like a succulent, dripping meat. I, the prisoner. You, the captor. Have your circus sing me its lullaby.
By ashley3 years ago in Poets

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The Legend of Noctewood

i deserve to grow

decorate your pain

do not come here for salvation

should you ever ask me what i want

capitalism is flammable

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