Ashleigh Bartlett

Joined November 2022

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I am just over here trying my best, navigating life with chronic illness, and what seems like chronic nonsense, too. I hope we all make it.

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THE FOOLISH SCRIBE
July 8th, 1725 Dearest Diary, T'was a day of common jesting and extraordinary revelation - the year of our Lord, 1725.
By Ashleigh Bartlett10 months ago in History
MITRAL VALVE TEST
YES, I HAVE A HEART IN MY CHEST. "SURE, YES. ALL WOMEN HAVE PAIN IN THEIR BREAST." ONE DAY MINE WILL END ME, BUT MY MIND WILL EVER-DEFEND ME
By Ashleigh Bartlettabout a year ago in Poets
LIMERICKTI[C]KTOK
AN ERRONEOUS ERA, I WAS BORN IN THE WRONG TIMELINE AN OLD SOUL WRINKLING A WITHDRAWN, PREDAWN MIND I DO NOT WISH TO UNDERSTAND THE TIKTOK
By Ashleigh Bartlettabout a year ago in Poets
GOOD MOURNING
I KISSED YOUR FOREHEAD, I WENT TO BED. WAS IT COLD? WERE YOU GONE BY THEN?
By Ashleigh Bartlettabout a year ago in Poets
MARAVILLA
If walls could talk, they would also feel. They would see. Hear. Touch. Smell- a heart leaking something so strong
By Ashleigh Bartlettabout a year ago in Poets
#85
Namesaked after the Greek word for unstable [ASTATOS] Astatine exists naturally- a semi-metal, reshaped from the decay
By Ashleigh Bartlettabout a year ago in Poets
BED OF ROSES
I was the waves and pull of the moon. You were always tired. I wrote apologies in braille, and buried them in the foundation of your sleepy house.
By Ashleigh Bartlettabout a year ago in Poets
PRISM
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. PREY. Being Alive, as I know it, is oppressive and regulated, vastly empty, and gray.
By Ashleigh Bartlettabout a year ago in 01

Ashleigh Bartlett

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THE FOOLISH SCRIBE

MITRAL VALVE TEST

LIMERICKTI[C]KTOK

GOOD MOURNING

MARAVILLA

#85

BED OF ROSES

PRISM

Stories (8/0)