by breathwords | May 1, 2020 | Bittersweet Breaths, Simple Sighs
i dreamed that these red seas were made of pretty poppy petals, that i was sinking into warm memories instead of drowning in the starving quiet your absence left behind -ashley jane
by breathwords | Apr 29, 2020 | Bittersweet Breaths, Simple Sighs
hearts can be such pretty fools, always courting madness and trying to make a home in a b a n d o n e d spaces filled with unloved bones -ashley jane
by breathwords | Apr 26, 2020 | Bittersweet Breaths, Extended Exhalations
you sent me winter roses, a bouquet of dying petals and dried november leaves i cut myself on the thorns now i am bleeding violet in a world of gray still, thorns don’t hurt the way words do, and there is no sting as sharp as the one delivered by your riposte tongue...
by breathwords | Apr 24, 2020 | Bright Breaths, Simple Sighs
we sit around the fire, our bodies soaking up the heat we are grateful hearts entwined with a warm and wild grace that blooms deep within our souls -ashley jane
by breathwords | Apr 23, 2020 | Books Teach Me to Breathe
I go through periods with poetry. Sometimes, I want deep insight, others I want that simple line that reaches out. In All The Things I Never Said, Mae Krell has points where she delivers both. When this book was published, Krell was only fourteen. Some have criticized...
