Oh, Juliet (part 2)
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 […]
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 […]
My tea, your tea
By Ashley Lopez I have a bad habit of telling people my business, but I’ve learned that’s not always the best thing to do. For starters, you get people checking […]
Letting go of mental monsters
By Ashley Lopez Hi everyone, it’s been a while. I literally haven’t been doing it. Thank you so much for your patience. Today I want to talk about mental monsters. […]
Murder weapon(s) used: unknown
A short story by Ashley Lopez *DISCLAIMER: a possibly very disturbing creative fiction short story about a psychopath I’m going to sound a bit crazy right now. A bit out […]
Gone Daddy
By Ashley Lopez Mama used to scare her, used to pinch herFor not listening, used to make her bendOver for a spanking. She’d cry and slurHer words: I’m sorry, mama! […]
Remembrance
A short story by Ashley Lopez (a snippet) “Imagine if your brain was capable of sustaining every memory we’ve ever lost,” the old man with a missing front tooth said. […]
