Ashe Vernon's Blog, page 115
January 17, 2016
latenightcornerstore:
I’M SO FUCKING PSYCHED TO FINALLY REVEAL...
I’M SO FUCKING PSYCHED TO FINALLY REVEAL THE OFFICIAL COVER OF MY VALENTINE’S DAY CHAPBOOK!!!! My sister, Kelsey Schreck [who also designed the cover of Belly of the Beast], knocked it out of the park, yet again.
We’re getting close to the release of this little baby so I just want to remind you that this book is LIMITED EDITION! Orders will CLOSE at the end of January and they will not reopen! This is your one and only chance to get your hands on it.
Oh, and did I mention? EVERY single copy will be signed!
A small, intimate collection of love poetry–My Mother Didn’t Know follows the story of “You” and “Me” in the early stages of their budding relationship. The book centers around the idea of preservation of self and control over one’s own body within the context of a loving relationship. A perfect collection for Valentine’s Day: My Mother Didn’t Know prioritizes soft feelings, open communication, and new love.
You can order your copy here, through Etsy, for only $10 + shipping!
"It seems like every time I sit down to write about our bodies,
I spin us something holy: our moans..."
I spin us something holy: our moans turned scripture,
our mouths flooded with communion wine.
I want to take you by the hips and build our gospel.
Except, I wonder if I’m afraid to name you
without the metaphor: like the honeysuckle holy of you
would burn my tongue if I took it in vain. See,
you leave sunspots on my vision.
Your hands are softer than any altar and twice as sacred.
Your mouth keeps me up at night,
even when you are two cities over. Even
when it’s been days without you in my bed. Even then.
See, there is heat. And there is friction.
And then there’s us, and we are something else, altogether.
Some kind of burning. But you have never been
all-consuming. You have never been Almighty.
You are a pair of hands I never want to let go of,
and maybe that’s its own religion, but maybe it isn’t.
Maybe, I can still come to you on hands and knees,
and it doesn’t have to be a kind of praying. It could be
my mouth and your thighs, and the way you moaning my name
splits the quiet.
Maybe we don’t have to be a pocket of heaven to be
just as beautiful. So, if I become more choir than angel,
if you become more tenement than temple,
if we stop trying so hard to be so sacred,
we might find that heaven was never as gorgeous
as we are.”
- SACRILEGE REDUX by Ashe Vernon
I’M SO FUCKING PSYCHED TO FINALLY REVEAL THE OFFICIAL COVER OF...
I’M SO FUCKING PSYCHED TO FINALLY REVEAL THE OFFICIAL COVER OF MY VALENTINE’S DAY CHAPBOOK!!!! My sister, Kelsey Schreck [who also designed the cover of Belly of the Beast], knocked it out of the park, yet again.
We’re getting close to the release of this little baby so I just want to remind you that this book is LIMITED EDITION! Orders will CLOSE at the end of January and they will not reopen! This is your one and only chance to get your hands on it.
Oh, and did I mention? EVERY single copy will be signed!
A small, intimate collection of love poetry–My Mother Didn’t Know follows the story of “You” and “Me” in the early stages of their budding relationship. The book centers around the idea of preservation of self and control over one’s own body within the context of a loving relationship. A perfect collection for Valentine’s Day: My Mother Didn’t Know prioritizes soft feelings, open communication, and new love.
You can order your copy here, through Etsy, for only $10 + shipping!
January 16, 2016
latenightcornerstore:
**this is NOT the actual cover of the...
**this is NOT the actual cover of the book. I have a super talented artist hard at work on designing a gorgeous cover. However, while that’s in the works, I wanted to officially OPEN PRE-ORDERS!!
A small, intimate collection of love poetry–My Mother Didn’t Know follows the story of “You” and “Me” in the early stages of their budding relationship. The book centers around the idea of preservation of self and control over one’s own body within the context of a loving relationship. A perfect collection for Valentine’s Day: My Mother Didn’t Know prioritizes soft feelings, open communication, and new love.
This chapbook is LIMITED EDITION, which means that once orders close on January 31st, you will NEVER be able to get it again! This is a one-time-only, limited release.
PLACE YOUR ORDER HERE
*ALL ORDERS SHIP ON FEBRUARY 1ST, 2016
How am I supposed to live if I don't even know who I am? I can't even find myself
Well that’s because you can’t “find” yourself. You’re not hiding anywhere. We make ourselves. We decide who we want to be and we do everything we can to become that person. It takes time.
It’s okay that you’re only just getting started. You’re gonna get there.
I feel so alone and empty
I spend a lot of time feeling that way.
I think I put too much of my self-worth in how others perceive me. I don’t feel successful unless the people around me find value in my success. I don’t feel valuable unless the people around me express direct and frequent interest in my humanity.
But I am valuable. I am important. Those things don’t go away when no one sees them, or when no one says anything about them.
You’re valuable, too.
"A love note to the boy with the red nail polish–
the one on the bus,
white-knuckle grip on the..."
the one on the bus,
white-knuckle grip on the straps of his backpack:
grey hoodie and split lip.
To the boy with ink stains on the back of his left hand;
I get those, too, when I write too much.
For the heavy of your head and
the hurry of your heart, this
is every fractured “I love you”
that I had no right to–
how I imagined you on street corners,
saw you in strangers, while
you watched your feet like you thought
they were leaving without you.
I’ve felt that, too: a body on the edge
of revolution, dragging itself towards
something just past the horizon.
I know a heartache when I see one and,
oh, the aching that was you:
leftovers from the boys
who wouldn’t stop kicking.
I see you.
I see you.”
- THE BOY ON THE BUS by Ashe Vernon (15/30)
January 15, 2016
Been straight so long I feel like if I ever kiss a girl again it's going to ruin me. I don't think I've ever felt those kind of feelings as the time I kissed a girl. What does it all mean aaaaaaaaaa
So, I’ve got an idea for you, and you don’t have to agree with me or listen to me, but
maybe you’re not straight at all. Maybe you never were. Maybe that’s okay.
My advice? Don’t worry so much. Kiss girls. Kiss lots of girls. Kiss whoever you want. Chase that feeling. It isn’t ruin, sweetheart. I promise.
January 14, 2016
I’m literally so floored and BLOWN AWAY to announce that I will be competing in Brooklyn at the...
I’m literally so floored and BLOWN AWAY to announce that I will be competing in Brooklyn at the Women of the World Poetry Slam as the representative for Austin Neo Soul Poetry Slam.
Pinch me, I’ve got to be dreaming
