Ashen Pages
Unfiltered stories, opinions, and poems
Tag: art
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When you let go of the pity that once settled in your stomach, it all becomes tolerable. Peace comes at a cost, as does the journey of the life you’ve lived and will continue living. As a child, you remain watchful. Even when others do not think you are watching, you are. Absorption is futile.…
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The leaves blossomed moss green in gregarious yelps Sun brazen melanin on my tank ripped shoulders Callous stings that remember the Summers long ago Earth tender in heat, parched and panting : Hello Days in amber and coal, stacked in pretty blues Morning strikes metallic breaths to water The waves, they come crashing on May’s…
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Daggers in full swing, carving love letters to enemies Grandiose schemes could end deaths beholden to me Shaking tremors with pendulum Greek : Valor stained Could we possibly see, when the horrors are neigh? Here I am, All Roman, no fear in my eyes Daggers stay sharp, kneaded tight in the womb Dear mothers watch…