Ashleigh M.UNTO THE WILD — a poemthe cub has no vision of future no mind to entertain time aheadMay 10, 20221May 10, 20221
Ashleigh M.At 23, Here’s What I’ve Learned About LoveI want to grow like wild grass. The earth holding my toes to its tongue and making me laugh.Sep 26, 2021Sep 26, 2021
Ashleigh M.Writing myself in quarantine.Last night, I learned that I am the kind of woman who sits by herself playing card games made for two people. Entertaining the idea of…Feb 10, 2021Feb 10, 2021
Ashleigh M.How Does It Feel To Live?Its lid falls from my fingertips and I crawl over an edge with the frenzy of a lizard set free. Warmth surges my eyes, responding to the…Jul 11, 2020Jul 11, 2020
Ashleigh M.inDARK MATTER GENFrom The Pages Of My JournalSurviving Quarantine Is Surviving MyselfJul 4, 2020Jul 4, 2020
Ashleigh M.We Are All Targets: The Detrimental Effects of Police BrutalityI wrote this two years ago. From 20 to 22, nothing has changed.Jun 3, 20201Jun 3, 20201
Ashleigh M.This Is GratitudeAs slow my progress with this outlet develops, I am so grateful to have it. I began this because there was a gap in my heart that could…May 26, 2020May 26, 2020
Ashleigh M.Who Have You Discovered Under Quarantine?Life under lock down has made me aware of so many self intricacies. You often get so lost in the everyday, that you don’t have time to…Mar 31, 2020Mar 31, 2020
Ashleigh M.When Did I Become The Monster In My Own Narrative?When all else fails, sometimes metaphors are the easiest way to express how you feel.Mar 15, 2020Mar 15, 2020