My blank verse, “Trying to break me down”
Written by Ashley Lopez Here I goLet me break me down for youMy name is Ashley MoniqueI try not to forget it I am an interesting girl you know,With potential […]
My sonnet poem ‘Levels’
Written by Ashley Lopez Stranger, you scare me… tell me what you want!Why do you stare and bother like a fly?Do you not have other people to taunt?I don’t know […]
My sestet poem ‘Authentic’
Written by Ashley Lopez ¿Una luca mas, si hermosura?Beggars—carrying no money at all.¡Que rica, mami! No eres burra.Perverts—staring me down, having a ball.¿Que si? ¿Me dejo entender, pata?Confusion—everywhere, que bien […]
52 weeks in a year
Written by Ashley Lopez Writing 52 posts was (is) my goal this year. I think I said ‘was’ because I made that goal long before writing this. There are 52 […]
My online dream journal: Do you remember your dreams? (Part 5)
Written by Ashley Lopez Hello 🙂 Soooo this week I had a bit of writer’s block and that’s typically when I share a weird dream. Hopefully they still somewhat entertain […]
Presenting ‘Annie Kootz vs world’ a creative short story
Written by Ashley Lopez Annie Kootz is a silly little girl. Her mama always tells her, “Oh Annie—don’t be so koo-koo!” Annie Kootz is a shy litte girl. Her mama […]
Moving back to my hometown
By Ashley Lopez What’s up everyone 🙂 You girls and guys… I am moving back to my hometown end of month and I am kind ofFreakingOutBut, I’m soooo excited! I […]
My poem: Marbles
By Ashley Lopez Your green-hazel marbles suck me inLike a magnet, I’m on the opposite endRight in front of you I’ve beenI know you never fail to defend,And your organic […]
Presenting ‘Oh, Juliet’ (Part 2) a creative short story
By Ashley Lopez Juliet was pacing back and forth over the run-down carpet with holes beneath her feet. Surrounding her were chipped moldy walls, piles of clutter and trash, villages […]
My poem: Words, thoughts, actions
By Ashley Lopez Words that spill out my mouthare daggersCutting and slicingwith no aimThey don’t always have a purpose,but there they areA constant reminderthat they cutI wish to,think it all […]
