Ashley H : Writing

10-7-10

10-7-10

A Poem by Ashley H


its funny how much louder the walls are when youre the only onemovingand what opposedindifferenceon the spectrum is unsettling and something is not re..
10-5-10

10-5-10

A Poem by Ashley H


I sat with my head back against the artificial furnishings, surveying the patterns left by time, wondering when the next rainfall would be and if i co..
on the edge

on the edge

A Poem by Ashley H


of velvet seatson the edgeof a bed that belongs to itselfi depict every line with brittle eyessticky hooks stretched out in frontencircled by night,en..
utopia

utopia

A Poem by Ashley H


youre the span when day turns to nightthe stains in thefirmamentallincomparablyharmonizedyoure good forunlit car ridesyour hand in minestoppedby the c..
thoughts in pairs

thoughts in pairs

A Poem by Ashley H


you shook mefrom what seemed to be an endless fever dreamthat i was sure i would never wake up fromand now what i wouldnt giveto close my eyesto see s..
missing arcs

missing arcs

A Poem by Ashley H


People are only interested in the things they can relate to, the things we pity, ourselves. We personalize everything. We revolve around the dark side..
spur

spur

A Poem by Ashley H


shackles of lapsedgalaxies weave in and outmonday tuesday wednesdaythursdayfriday saturday sundaywith the exception modest momentsdrenchedwithyellowbu..
untitled

untitled

A Poem by Ashley H


sometimes i ache tounearth the inkycat tailsyou left behindall over my heart.but theyve already been caughtbeneathmilky finger nailsive yet to trim-i ..
today #1

today #1

A Poem by Ashley H


ive come to termswith the truth thatwallsand everything in themare imaginaryand people in the waiting roomarentalwayswatching you.swallowingswallowing..
trampin in the trenches

trampin in the trenches

A Poem by Ashley H


wheresthe matterwith looking both ways.sidewalks and other peoples bedroomstryandtryandtryto make me miss youbut i wont.and its funnycause the mail ma..