My name is Allyson. I was born in 1996 and named by my math teacher mother’s fifth-grade students who she told to name me anything they wanted… Read more “About me”
I don’t know, blue?
I mourn for the way your favorite color used to be a question worthy of thought, now a bread crumb lost along the way of living. –I don’t know, blue?
By the magic held in storms
on rainy days the front porch transforms by the magic held in storms to a rocky shore and I, standing there with sea wind in my hair, like… Read more “By the magic held in storms”
Chilly Morning
It’s too cold today.Too cold to grindthe sleep from my eyesand rise.Outside,I see life suspendedin crystalized ice.Inside,I am swirled in a snowglobe,a tiny frozen breathcurling back to… Read more “Chilly Morning”
my monsters
I starved myself down to the marrow in the narrow hope that my demons would find these bones to skinny to lick clean. Oh, but these monsters found rooms in my… Read more “my monsters”
Sugar Shack
My god lives here in the darkness, in the snow, in buckets of sap, the soul of the trees, flowing by the freeze and thaw of howling night and gentle day, like me, learning to… Read more “Sugar Shack”
hungry heart
Caught on the exhale, hungry heart and empty lungs, lips tangled together you filled me with air
Morning snowfall
I awoke on an island, a curious castaway, the quiet white sea spread before me.
Wicked Lies
There is a ghost of who I used to be who lays her head on the underside of my pillow and whispers wicked lies behind my eyes… Read more “Wicked Lies”
These walls
These walls are high but poorly built. The right brick crumbling sends it tumbling.
The second boy who loved me
The second time a boy told me he loved me I was 13.“I love u,” my phone buzzed, my head buzzed, New feelings, no end. “Love u 2,” I responded,… Read more “The second boy who loved me”
Indigo Tuesday 