i live in chicago, love my city, my friends and my family. writing, singing, making jewelry (www.phialchemy.etsy.com), and my puppies keep me sane. i’m a student, a locksmith, and occasionally a superhero. when i was a little girl, i fully intended to grow up into a mermaid.
ashcollie is a member of A Novel Idea, All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical and Dearly Departed.
some vice once held me / tightened hard as it was / in fearsome grounding / where bricks made round a wall / hard blocks fashioned from / the very mud in which / the wall had its foundation / having …
one of mine you cannot be, / if that, of yours, / in truth you cannot make me.
“you have become a homo,” / he said to me, / “i don’t understand how you / can believe in this shit.” “it’s all just psychosomatic,” / he said to me,…
My city is a battlefield, where the military tactics are their very own, and where the youth often lose in the scrimmage of warfare. Where a grid of pavement and fire escapes becomes a maze of makeshi…
You wake things up in me / That might well have been sleeping forever, / But for what you make pulse / Charged and slowly through my veins. / When I say “electric,” / I mean precisely what you cal…
he is starlight / a heart and a voice / just like the crashing / of waves muscle memory / i cannot help / cannot decide what / my body craves light pollution / blocks out the sky / blocks out w…