• Ama Marie commented on the post, radius 1 year, 11 months ago

    For about a minute she considered spending the coin on something pretty, shiny, useless. Or perhaps she would buy a treat, sweet and decadent. With more thought, she changed her mind. She held the golden coin up to eclipse the sun, and squinting at it, knew there was a better way to spend it.

  • Ama Marie commented on the post, stubborn 5 years, 2 months ago

    The stubborn weeds grew all along the edges of the garden. I pulled them up by the roots, viciously yanking the unwanted vegetation, thereby releasing a small part of my frustration.

  • Ama Marie commented on the post, parachute 5 years, 7 months ago

    It lets you down slowly, unlike most things in life. It doesn’t drop you to the lowest place you’ve ever been without thinking, without looking back. It’s gentle with you, and it isn’t real.

  • Ama Marie commented on the post, hell 5 years, 8 months ago

    Backseat drivers, one bathroom houses, bad grammar, terrible breath, no coffee, calories.

  • I put myself back together one aching, jagged piece at a time. I try not to pay attention to the little drips of ruby splattered at my feet. I try not to look at the pieces too small to go anywhere. Eventually I will fill those holes in with new material. It’s all part of the reconstruction.

  • Ama Marie commented on the post, timid 5 years, 8 months ago

    Running through the crystal shining night, sliding on the icy patches and catching on thorns and briars she doesn’t think. She doesn’t stop. She only runs faster. At the end of the narrow path there is a chance. If she can make it that far she will have one final chance to show them that she is not timid.

  • Ama Marie commented on the post, steady 5 years, 10 months ago

    Steady the beating rhythm. Count your inhalations, exhalations. Don’t think too much. Just move steadily forward.

  • Ama Marie commented on the post, pairs 5 years, 11 months ago

    Lovers promenade in pairs down the streets of Paris. But I’m not in Paris, am I? No, I have a single lonely shadow to walk with and no other. My company is my own to keep.

  • Ama Marie commented on the post, neon 5 years, 12 months ago

    Striped socks. She tried to warn me. How many times did she say it? How many times did I fail to listen? And this is where it has landed me. Or rather, this is what it has landed UPON me. Next time I will remember. “When you’re a witch, striped socks are like a neon sign on your back begging for a flying house to fall out of the sky.”

  • Ama Marie commented on the post, oblique 5 years, 12 months ago

    She sat on the rooftop, her feet dangling in the chill November air, whilst she puffed away on her clove cigarette. Below her, the pod family that claimed her jettisoned an object rumored to be made from the hide of a former swine. They hooted and yelled and made her want to vomit. Her life. Was so. Oblique.

    Honestly, she wasn’t sure what it…[Read more]

  • Ama Marie commented on the post, shattered 5 years, 12 months ago

    Grass on the field, blowing gently like waves. Crickets singing softly. Water in a small stream glittering like crystal and chiming like a bell. All while his life is shattered.

  • Ama Marie commented on the post, spilled 6 years ago

    I used to freak out. Like really freak out when I broke something. A plate, a glass, a lamp. It was ingrained in me from childhood. Breaking things is BAD. Then one day someone said it was okay. I didn’t need to cry about it, because it was just stuff. Just things. I didn’t get cut, did I? Good. That would have been something to cry about. But not…[Read more]

  • Ama Marie commented on the post, catapult 6 years ago

    Right into the very thick of things, out of the frying pan and into the fire, as they say. I was catapulted out of my old life, my old, stagnant way of being and the blur of new motion disoriented me.

  • Ama Marie commented on the post, auburn 6 years ago

    Auburn strands fell across the Princess’s pillow. She’d been sleeping there for so many years that her tresses had become quite tangled. Asleep, she may have been, but it clearly had not been peaceful. Even as the handsome adventuring prince watched, she began tossing about on the mattress, the sheets were tangled around her limbs and the heavier…[Read more]

  • Ama Marie commented on the post, credibility 6 years ago

    To gain credibility in her classmates’ eyes, Sylvia knew she had to make it all the way to the top. One sun-scorched, paint-peeled bar at a time, she pushed herself to the top of the junglegym. Her plastic baggy of yellow goldfish crackers clutched between her teeth, juice pack wedged precariously in her pocket, she would eat her lunch at the top,…[Read more]

  • Ama Marie commented on the post, ensue 6 years ago

    wasn’t this the word yesterday? What time did i do it…..? hmmm… confusion ensues….

  • Ama Marie commented on the post, ensue 6 years ago

    The ensuing onslaught of unkind words was more than she could bear. She had no other choice, truly. The only recourse left to her by this utter nincompoop, was to curtly nod her head in his direction and wish him better luck in finding her replacement.

  • Ama Marie commented on the post, crow 6 years ago

    Murders of them, covering the trees and blanketing the rooftops. They chitter and banter with one another, sharing bits of shine and morsels of food. They are a great deal more social than I.

  • Ama Marie commented on the post, flailing 6 years, 3 months ago

    flailing down in a spiral until i hit something soft and dark and warm because it’s just the bed. I was dreaming and I’m not falling at all. Just flailing in the dark.

  • Ama Marie commented on the post, forth 6 years, 7 months ago

    Back and forth on the front porch, her chair rocked solidly forward and back. She watched the grasses sway in the field and listened to her apprentice grumble behind the warped old glass of the window over her […]