Ashe Vernon's Blog, page 8
November 14, 2017
"STORY IN WHICH I AM THE GIRL BUT
THE GIRL IS NOT ME or I AM NOT MYSELF, YET or
(I WROTE THIS BEFORE..."
THE GIRL IS NOT ME or I AM NOT MYSELF, YET or
(I WROTE THIS BEFORE I EVER KNEW I WAS AGENDER)
I believe in the girl next door,
who likes to be called “her”
but who woke up today
with a gender that felt
like hand-spun wool and spilt milk,
and still doesn’t know
how to tell her mother.
I see her—being woman too loudly.
Trying to make up for all the years
she made pink a dirty word.
Trying to make up for hating
her birthright.
Her inheritance.
Unwilling to abandon the ship
she’s already spent so many years
trying to keep from sinking.
Going down with it.”
- STORY IN WHICH I AM THE GIRL by Ashe Vernon (via latenightcornerstore)
November 12, 2017
"STORY IN WHICH I AM THE GIRL BUT
THE GIRL IS NOT ME or I AM NOT MYSELF, YET or
(I WROTE THIS BEFORE..."
THE GIRL IS NOT ME or I AM NOT MYSELF, YET or
(I WROTE THIS BEFORE I EVER KNEW I WAS AGENDER)
I believe in the girl next door,
who likes to be called “her”
but who woke up today
with a gender that felt
like hand-spun wool and spilt milk,
and still doesn’t know
how to tell her mother.
I see her—being woman too loudly.
Trying to make up for all the years
she made pink a dirty word.
Trying to make up for hating
her birthright.
Her inheritance.
Unwilling to abandon the ship
she’s already spent so many years
trying to keep from sinking.
Going down with it.”
- STORY IN WHICH I AM THE GIRL by Ashe Vernon
Hey guys, this “best stuff first” thing is really killing artist exposure. It would mean a lot to me...
Hey guys, this “best stuff first” thing is really killing artist exposure. It would mean a lot to me and all the other artists and content creators on tumblr if you could go into your tumblr app >> settings >> general settings >> dashboard preferences and switch “best stuff first” off.
@ all of my followers who use the mobile tumblr app!!!
please go to “General Settings” then to “Dashboard Preferences” and turn off “Best Stuff First”. This is killing artist exposure! Please, please, PLEASE, turn it off if you really do love the artists you follow! You’d be helping us so much!
Please reblog this so that more people may know!
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If yall haven’t seen this already! -Nyx
October 31, 2017
"He says the world is ugly.
I agree.
We spend hours talking ourselves
into tears
over all the..."
He says the world is ugly.
I agree.
We spend hours talking ourselves
into tears
over all the broken things
we have no way
of fixing.
We talk ourselves furious.
We talk until we are empty.
Then I say,
but the world is beautiful, sometimes.
He says,
You’re beautiful. But the world isnt.
I say I am in the world so
the world must be beautiful,
sometimes.
He says,
You are the world.
You are the world.
I say,
so sometimes I am ugly.
He says,
not to me.
Never to me.
- YOU ARE THE WORLD by Ashe Vernon (via latenightcornerstore)
October 28, 2017
"I look down at my body and think no, I will not abandon you."
- Ashe Vernon - “For Anyone Who’s Listening”
October 23, 2017
"Last night I found your skeleton in my closet.
Tried it on.
Still love the way your bones..."
Tried it on.
Still love the way your bones all
clatter. Rattle. Make so much noise.
Still wish I knew how to wood shudders bang
like that. Be loud like that.
Stand my ground like that.
Still wondering how I wound up buried
when you were only ever bones
to begin with.”
- CHATTER by Ashe Vernon (via latenightcornerstore)
October 22, 2017
"Last night I found your skeleton in my closet.
Tried it on.
Still love the way your bones..."
Tried it on.
Still love the way your bones all
clatter. Rattle. Make so much noise.
Still wish I knew how to wood shudders bang
like that. Be loud like that.
Stand my ground like that.
Still wondering how I wound up buried
when you were only ever bones
to begin with.”
- CHATTER by Ashe Vernon
October 16, 2017
latenightcornerstore:
“These poems are epics in their own rite.”...
“These poems are epics in their own rite.” - Caitlyn SiehlWrong Side of a Fistfight is a book about the kind of softness that doesn’t come easy: the hard-won kindness, the impossible self-acceptance. It’s a book about healing from the things you thought you would never heal from, and coming out the other side whole–if not a little bruised.
“In these pages, we see the rough and tumble sweetness of heartbreak that can only be solved with gin. There is love and there is violence and molten despair … Feast. It will fill you.”
- Meggie Royer, editor in chief of
Persephone’s Daughters Literary Magazine-
