Amethyst; that was her name, and that was the shade of her strut. She’d float down the sidewalk like an apparition, in high-heels sharp like the corners of counters, and force the smell of manually-mashed passionfruit to mingle with the cool air. Click, clack. Click, clack. The heels. Left, right. Left, right. The eyes. She… Continue reading AmethysT
I made the headlines for my performance in the burger shop yesterday, and I have already been turned into seventeen different memes (the worst was when they put my gnarled and blurry face from a still frame in the video on that gigantic green fish that hid pickles under his tongue in that one episode… Continue reading Pain Scale.
Twenty-nine thousand steps. I have been in the bar for two hours counting the steps on my watch, surrounded by purposeful puddles of vomit and accidental spills of liquor on the dancefloor. I haven’t had a drink. Just water, of course. I am just counting my steps. Twenty-nine thousand four hundred steps. A woman in… Continue reading Cardio.
He will always be home. The smell of that apple-scented candle lingering through the vents of the house Shoes with muddy tongues lined up by the front door Red, hot stove burners alive on Sunday mornings Scratches and greasy fingerprints cluttering the worn porcelain bowls Battered pillows covered in drool and old make up Wrinkled… Continue reading Residency.
Last week, I was fortunate to see James Vincent McMorrow live for the first time. For those who may not know who he is (like my brother who asked me who the hell is that when I sent him a clip from the concert haha) he is a singer, an amazing singer, from Ireland. He… Continue reading True Care Tour: Until Next Time, ‘Morrow.
In light of the events that unfolded in Virginia, here are nineteen songs that exude protest and activism that you may find inspiring or relevant in this moment. And it's for all different types of fights and struggles that humanity faces, not just about race and what occurred in Charlottesville. It's a very diverse mix… Continue reading 19 Great Protest Songs (In Light of Charlottesville Events)
I lived in Arizona the first eighteen years of my life. But three years ago I moved away to San Francisco. I never really paid attention until I moved away, but I was a terrible Arizonan, because I had never been to the Grand Canyon. Until last Thursday! I finally got to meet the Arizona… Continue reading Becoming an Arizonan… After Moving Away.
Happy blogiversary to Amie the Author! Two years ago this blogging journey began, and it's been a very rewarding, special,and unique one. Thank you to all of you for reading and supporting my blog! Cheers to two years! And cheers to the next year! Can't wait to see what's in store for this year. But… Continue reading Happy 2nd Blogiversary!
She had saw him today. He had saw her yesterday. Never the same time. … They were out of sync. Out of love.
He wore a green trench coat that made his back itch and his mocha skin moist. The shiny, stiff, green coat flowed down his body like a frozen river, covering him like a green screen, and ended right above his knees. Everyone saw the coat. It was always on Central and Myndylla Drive, from sun… Continue reading The Green Coat