Ashley Cline

Ashley Cline has been a member of Linktree for 5 years and joined in December 2020. The social media accounts linked to from Ashley Cline are: • Instagram • Email Besides social media accounts, ashleycline has populated their site with: • cowabungaly yours at the end of the world (digital) • Find me on Goodreads • NEW: loading a new continent • cowabungaly yours at the end of the world • WATCH: hydrogen-hellos in retrograde [as read by Imogen Stirling] • electric infinities • & watch how easily the jaw sings of god • A List of Mutual Aid/Bail Funds, BIPOC + LGBTQIA orgs • Abortion Funds in Every State • four poems, on space [published in FERAL, Issue #9] • INTERVIEW: with Pine Row Press [Issue #1, Spring 2020] • two poems: counting summers in unitarity + to build a home from pebbles, or they sang to each other until they had learned each other’s voices • xylocopa caerulea, or the genetic memory of honey (& other such dark matter) • . . .& other tricks to keep us warm • on Mexico’s Caribbean coast, mountains of seaweed grow • two poems: to tend the garden that is my throat, suddenly in bloom + knuckle teeth, with lines from Carly Rae Jepsen • breakfast hymnal • on being found at the base of a martian cliff in spring • lichen country • everything everything, or how we used to sing Fall Out Boy together (in pieces) • a series of Augusts • two poems: when the diving duck disappears [reprinted] + in everything that is green • the universe is full of secrets • in which i am on a first date & answer "tell me about yourself" honestly, an overture • in lieu of singing “happy birthday” • mercy! mercy! (how we survived the winter) • ...until there is nothing left • how to be thankful for a body (when you never really wanted one in the first place) + in which the author is self-aware • an erasure poem of bonnie tyler's "total eclipse of the heart" in which i erase everything but... • your name explodes like a ripe god in my mouth • the thing about bonnie tyler is she is singing her ass off on cher’s 1987 song, “perfection” • picture Saturn's rings • portrait of the body as a map labeled terra incognita • xylocopa caerulea, or the genetic memory of honey (& other such dark matter) [reprint] • portrait with my mother's hands • an outline of snake skin / the author enters her blue period + an outline of snake skin / the author exits her blue period • a scientifically accurate poem • in which we are spiders aboard the international space station • POET OF THE WEEK: no pulp, three poems • a questionnaire, with lines from Bonnie Tyler + xanthochroism, or theodore all alone at the place where the world bends • yellow bruise, in F# Major (god bless Carly Rae Jepsen) + commentary • self-portrait of a lady on fire + theodore + carbon dating, or Cher & Nikola Tesla walk into a bar (& there is no punchline) • the most embarrassing part about being nearly thirty & still, occasionally, thinking “i’d rather be dead” • chernobyl berry, & other radiation blues • rooms • & when i say that i will always sing along to “call me maybe” like it is the summer of 2012 • mast years, or i am once again wishing we could be trees • in which the earth sings Vivaldi in spring, or an ode to feral days • (is everything that is gone) • when the diving duck disappears (where does he go?) • to eat the sleeping sky, whole • the night the clouds came crashing in we were playing Chinese Checkers • byob, or yearning (in wintertime) • hungry for orchids, or how your mouth blooms in August • radioactive summer / you are a chorus of fangs