Black Petals Issue #103, Spring, 2023

Editor's Page
BP Artists and Illustrators
Mars-News, Views and Commentary
All the Sky Is Waiting to Be Told: Fiction by Daniel I. Clark
Fire Sale: Fiction by Christopher Pate
Kregah: Fiction by Ron Capshaw
The Beauty of Machinery: Fiction by Hayden Seay
The Cold Sore: Fiction by Chris McGuinness
The Lake: Fiction by Harper Hargis
The Price: Fiction by Josh Hanson
The Tailbone Is Connected to the Hipbone: Fiction by Michael Fowler
The Thorn Tree: Fiction by Lawrence Buentello
They: Fiction by Tony Ayers
Work Experience: Fiction by Martin Taulbut
Burns: 3 Connected Drabbles by Hillary Lyon
Grandma Medusa: Flash Fiction by M. L. Fortier
I'm So Sorry, Computer: Flash Fiction by M. L. Fortier
Invasive: Flash Fiction by Paul Radcliffe
Jumper: Flash Fiction by Kurt Hohmann
Personal Things: Flash Fiction by Cindy Rosmus
The Good Doctor: Flash Fiction by Ron Capshaw
Another Tomato Invasion, Again: Poem by I. N. Shimabuku
Curse of the Crazies: Poem by Kenneth Vincent Walker
Ghosted: Poem by Kenneth Vincent Walker
Meteor Moon: Poem by Kenneth Vincent Walker
Halo Around the Sun: Poem by Kenneth Vincent Walker
Maker's Image: Poem by Bindi Lavelle
Specimen: Poem by Bindi Lavelle
Blood-stained Jupiter: Poem by Meg Smith
Cat Science: Poem by Meg Smith
Mortician's Powder: Poem by Meg Smith
The Pinups of the Afterlife: Poem by Meg Smith
Dark Gate Park: Poem by Meg Smith
A turntable fabricates hope during the apocalypse in 3 parts: Poem by Dennis Bagwell
Reverend Mother Munchausen: Poem by Sophia Wiseman-Rose
Whispers of Winter: Poem by Ashley N. Goodwin
A Man Is Nothing Without His Wife: Poem by Ashley N. Goodwin

Ashley N. Goodwin: Whispers of Winter

Whispers of Winter

Ashley N. Goodwin


November, late afternoon, I am driving fast,

on a secluded road with nothing but forestland hills.

Blotches of crimson filter in through the open windows.

There are whispering piles of golden and apricot hues,

a shedding audience doomed to the paralyzing blues,

before it revealed the tortured soul that drove through.


The seedlings in these peaks conceal the greatest secrets,

absorbing the anguish while snapping off its tragedies. 

But there’s a cavity beneath my flesh and bones,

that swelled from the shattered pieces that once fell.

It’s a hollowness that can’t be pruned, a diseased root.

But the eldest trees are experts on empathy,

even with a forceful head-on collision,

they’ll convert my screams into their layer of memory.

Ashley N. Goodwin is 28 years old and resides in Arizona. She got her creative writing certificate at Mesa Community College and was accepted into the upper division creative writing program at Arizona State University and is pursuing a bachelor’s degree in business administration. Her dystopian short story, “The Voiceless” was published in the December 2022 Issue at The Write Launch. Her current project is "The Mind Projector," a collection of psychological horror short stories. Invoking uncomfortable emotions is one of her favorite things to do.

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