Ashley : Writing

7 Years Bad Luck

7 Years Bad Luck

A Poem by Ashley


If seeing is believing, Then why are looks deceiving? She has a perfect porcelain face, But inside she's more opaque. Just a vessel carved of..
Existing In A Thought

Existing In A Thought

A Poem by Ashley


Swooshing spirits, Dancing fearless, Rising with the Sun. What an experience, In an instance, The anomaly of existence. Us earthly beings, ..
3 a.m.

3 a.m.

A Poem by Ashley


I converse with the clock, like it's God, But it only jesticulates with its hands. It creeps to three, seemingly cynically, Taking with it anything..