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Ashlei Cox

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Jan 18

Pots

Left hand, three pots, I don’t know when to stop. Who’s your favorite person? Is it more of me, give you more of me? I’m trying to drink from the well of we, and though gold lines the bottom; the water gets too muddy and I choke on the throttle…

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Oct 18, 2022

Untitled part 47

How much praise do you need? Give up, drop your seed. Because clearly you need something far removed from greed. So heed my warning: Don’t make me step up. Hike up my skirt, take out this pen and… Nah you don’t want the work. You don’t want to see my…

Fiction

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Fiction

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Sep 19, 2022

Verbalgram

I’m back in your element trying to stay celibate. Walking halls. Didn’t tell me “Good Birth” So now my foots first to make you fall. And, all in all, thought about you the whole time. Did you see? Did you see? Did. you. see…? Me, standing under a tree, Paling…

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Nov 3, 2021

3am Night Shift Madness

Alphabet ambassador, altruistic adversary, August ain’t in February. Beam me at the 10th, bitches baseline be basic; books bob the basement. Can’t cement certainty, cautious cursive cover me constantly with consonants. Dripping down diabolically, defining definitions differently. Elastic type of energy, evil exists evenly. Fair is fair; fictionally fat; fashion…

Poetry

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Poetry

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Oct 20, 2021

[User is Typing]

Expand the vocabulary and Peep: I would never wear fresh mink but I like the way you think. Fingers brushed. I’m not in a rush to say we have more…

Poet

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Poet

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[User is Typing]

Expand the vocabulary and Peep: I would never wear fresh mink but I like the way you think.

Fingers brushed. I’m not in a rush to say we have more…

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Oct 9, 2021

For You,The Person I Dream About Often

There was a dream and in this dream was traveling, fear travel. Something was coming and we had to escape and you were by my side, but I couldn’t see your face. Only thing that I knew is that we loved each other and I was relieved. We come to…

Fiction

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Fiction

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Aug 4, 2021

Antipathy

Perpendicular vernacular, language sort of spectacular. We’re not supposed to be backpacks and slurpee’s, sleepovers and hold me. Didn’t give a shit about three leaf clovers until I met you, until you bent over to pick one and I felt you. “Me, you, and ______.” Me, you, and it’s getting…

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2 min read


Jul 20, 2021

Untitled Something

Blowing. The wind on my skin, wrists thin, I’m slim. Feel fat. Where you at? I bought this coffee and a snack. Meet me where we sat. Get back. I’m looking for time where we can just chat. In a hat sun blazing. Raising suspicion the number one mission into…

Poetry

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Poetry

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May 15, 2021

Artful Imitation/A Writing Exercise

When he came in he thought she looked terrible, when he came in she thought he looked terrible. They thought each other looked terrible. They were in foul moods for personal reasons. Vast, who was the male, height taller than “etc”, regular hair, in distinct features, but cunning jaw; closed…

Creative Writing

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Creative Writing

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May 1, 2021

Un Petite Garbage

The anxiety of liking you; Of wanting to be smitten and bitten. Written, could be your name across the palms of my hands. Don’t even like to stand, but how…

Creative Writing

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Creative Writing

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Un Petite Garbage

The anxiety of liking you; Of wanting to be smitten and bitten. Written, could be your name across the palms of my hands. Don’t even like to stand, but how…

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Ashlei Cox

Ashlei Cox

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