FragileLurking in the mind’s shadowsDormant seeds awaiting springFraying, dimming at the edgesLikeA mouse fleeing a hawkA decaying flowerA dream unravelingLikeWind whipping where it willWandering willfullyWithout asking leaveEndlessly madeNever unmade (Though...

Celeste Ashley
Celeste Ashley teaches essay writing and literature analysis to middle schoolers (and especially relishes introducing them to poetry!). When she's not planning lessons or grading papers, Celeste enjoys strolling through used bookstores, watching movies with her family, caring for her flower garden, and organizing (anything and everything).
