Poems from Ashley Browning

As I lie in bed Ideas still awake in my head He silently slithered through the crack in my door His eyes admitting his troubles and horrors...
Where I’m from, people don’t call you by your first name. They call you slim, shorty, mamã, baby, girl it’s all the same. The women set you...
Love is over-rated I mean think about it The dictionary partly defines it as “The attraction based on sexual desire,” So you see something...
She has no understanding of her needs She takes pride in the sensitivities of others The Libra She has planted these roots in my life So I...
I need a hug ‘Cause that to me is a heart to heart connection, To me is a true public display of affection. I need a hug, A real hug, One...

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