i am in love with your light.

i dropped through the gray fog

on a wild flight beyond the edge of night,

and landed in the colors of June

i fell into a bright burn world

raining roses and stardust

i fell into y o u r world,

all spring breeze and a summer love

covered in sunflower petals,

and i was bewitched

i placed my heart in the hands

of a mysterious dreamer

who painted the skies

with orchids and dahlias,

as if you already knew all my favorites,

as if you already knew

how to make me bloom

i have always been shades of shadow,

but you,

you are a kiss of sunshine

you are a light in the darkness

– ashley jane

we could’ve been a masterpiece.

you said we used to be brilliant

we used to shine like the sun

we used to paint the town

with the rhythm of our love

but the only color we know now

is the color of deceit

we draw lines across the city,

words etched like hexes

from north to south

you stay on your side,

and i’ll stay on mine

isn’t that right?

we used to be shades of wonder,

of magic, of madness, of mystique

now, we are white lies

etched into a black heart summer,

silence caged in gray

(once upon a time,

we could’ve been the most amazing art)

– ashley jane

road trip runaways.

the sunlight burns in our rear view mirror,

a canopy of flames following close behind

we say goodbye to the bittersweet glow,

our bodies exhausted from chasing

too many unending horizons,

brutal and beautiful and beckoning

nights and days blending together,

moonrise – twilight – ethereal dawn,

each one feeding into the next

like a record on repeat

the highway bends like wisteria vines

and we just drive,

this feeling in our chest pushing us on,

demanding that we

run

explore

escape

anything to remove this ache in our veins,

anything to feed the wild in our hearts

– ashley jane

i seek to stay far from where you are.

i once liked roses,

but you reminded me

that they have thorns

and that honeyed lines

carry a hidden sting

you’re all poison and pearl,

the cold caress

of pretty words that bite,

a kiss of the abyss

with no love in sight

and i

found freedom

in my own soul shimmer,

all waterfall wonder

and gemstone glimmer

i am a forest fire light,

a full moon magic

that swallowed up

your pitch black night

(my heart is filled

with sunflowers and fireflies,

and i sleep amidst the stars)

– ashley jane

the light.

you followed me home,

to the place

where shadows bloom darkest,

and let yourself in

dressed with the sun’s secrets

on your skin

all crystalline beauty

and pretty petals

and green-garden-glimmer

you looked like a heartbreaker

with a smile that sparkled

and those coffee and cocoa eyes

but you smelled

like lilies and larkspur

and l o v e

so i let you kiss me there,

in my forest of gray

and you’ve been lighting up

these woods

ever since

– ashley jane

Book Review – I am a World of Uncertainties Disguised as a Girl

I am A World of Uncertainties Disguised as a Girl by Nicole Lyons

Right at the beginning, page 9, I stumbled onto one of the first poems that ever made the breath rush from my lungs. “The Next Big Thing” has since remained one of my all time favorites. Each time it pops back up, I remember its punch and how it left me reeling.

The rest of Nicole’s second book of poetry delivers those same gut-wrenching, breath-stealing, high-chasing lines I’ve come to love from her. In “Freight Trains,” she steps inside my inner chaos. In “Syllable by Syllable,” she picks me apart. Nicole knows me, far better than I know myself sometimes. She’s rolling around in my head and setting my heart on fire. She’s whisky, straight up, and she knows just how to burn.

In pieces like “A Poet’s Note” and “Anchored,” she illustrates the curse of empathy with absolute precision. The way we carry the pieces of others. The way we let them weigh us down. The way we drown so others may float. Nicole is a powerhouse of love and heartache. She doesn’t decorate her pain and shadows with pretty flowers. Instead, she lets it bleed in all its glorious madness. She is courage and fire, and this book is the definition of art.

You can find Nicole on Instagram, Facebook, and Twitter.

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– ashley jane

Book Review – I Find You in the Darkness

I Find You in the Darkness by Alfa

I’ve been obsessed with books since I was a child, and I’ve learned that each period of my life brings a new appreciation for different authors and genres. In this current period, Alfa is my diamond in the rough.

I Find You In the Darkness is a soul-purging, deep dive read. It’s love and heartache. Pain and beauty. And woven together with threads of relatable magic. Alfa has always had a talent for understanding her reader. She digs words from her own bones and serves them in gritty, raw truths. She leaves you to discover yourself in them. She touches the darkest recesses of your mind and sheds light on all those things you try to keep hidden. My favorite piece in this book is called Dangerous on page 169: “and for the first time in your life — you feel that your difference is not a detraction, but an attribute that makes you feel special. Your different is what makes your heart so alluring.” Her words are brilliantly boundless, and I am captivated by each one.

I will say, for those familiar with Alfa’s normal style and layout, this book is a bit different. It has a more modern, minimalistic vibe while incorporating pieces of art and shading. It is still a beautiful book, though, and I happily take it with me everywhere I go.

You can find Alfa on Facebook, Instagram, Pinterest, and Twitter.

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– ashley jane

Book Review – I am a Woman, Not a Winston

On her Facebook and Instagram pages, Cheryl Churchill has a way of blending art and poetry to build gorgeous visuals. This book is no exception. She weaves words with bold photos to create an amazing coffee-table style book. Her photos are rich and full of depth, and the imagery of her poems pair perfectly to tell a story full of emotion.

I was especially drawn to the piece in the beginning that accompanies a stark gray photo and contains the line:
“Starving on remnants of wishes and want
The skeletons began to show…
…We could not contain what wasn’t ours / We let this storm / Deplete us”

and at the end, paired with red-tinged ocean, she writes,
“My shadow lay patient / Across the sun / Under the moon
It’s there / Beneath yours / While our darkness bleeds
Lovers amidst raw truth / We echo infinity

Cheryl has such an eye for art, and between her photos and words, I think readers will find something honest and relatable.

You can find her on Facebook at CC_Writes and on Instagram at cc_writes.

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– ashley jane

 

my wolves.

i run with wolves,
warriors with softly resilient hearts
i hold hands with heroes,
my hesitant fingers bound in theirs
because they give me the strength
to rise above the fire
to run among the pines
to break glass ceilings 
they teach me how to be patient
they show me how to be
brave

– ashley jane