Month: November 2007

Sophea T. Amari

Cabin fever

The jeep came to standstill at last, after hours of travel. She leapt out of the car like a jack in a¬†box, stretching her long, jean-clad legs. The air in the Smokie Mountains was crisp and fresh, and she breathed in, feeling the air fill her lungs up with the scent of pine. The clouds …

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The Party

It was late and she was getting tired, sitting at her desk, planning for the birthday party. Her note pad was filled with scribbles and charts, remarks in red and purple ink. She had the pinata sorted out, finally. Food, drinks and the cake had been ordered, although she had had a shouting match with …

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The coffee thief

“So, what was stolen?” Albert asked me. He rubbed my shoulder lovingly and I sighed, putting my head onto his shoulder. I loved Albert and how he always made me feel better. This time, though, I just wanted to have him comfort me. “That’s the weird thing. Everything to do with coffee,” I answered in …

Sophea T. Amari

The Florist

She waited for him outside the restaurant. She was smart. Followed him here after he had finished work. She could see him clearly from where she was, huddled in her beat-up old Ford Escort. He sat by the window, laughing as he took a swig of wine from his glass. His companion was a very …

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All that remained

He pictured her, young and full of life, her brown eyes laughing in the sunshine. How she used to pick daisies and stick them behind her ears. One night when a storm was raging outside, she came to his bedroom and knocked on the door, asking to be let him. She wore a pink nightgown, …

Sophea T. Amari

Making it

She looked at herself quickly in her mirror, smoothing out her cream-coloured blouse and floral peasant skirt. 15 dollars from the local discount store, that outfit. Her smile was radiant, stretching from cheek to cheek, and the feeling of happiness in her heart threatened to burst out from her chest. She still couldn’t believe it, …

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Fixing things up

Of late, I’ve noticed little things in my home, little things that didn’t really matter to me before but now do. Like the broken doorknob in the guest bathroom. The squeaky hinge of my wardrobe door. The countless number of bulbs in our living room that have blown and have yet to be replaced. The …

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Over you…

….is fast becoming one of my favourite songs. It’s a song by Daughtry, a phenomenal, hot, rising band pioneered by Chris Daughtry, a former American Idol contestant (Season 5). With music edging on rock and grunge, Daughtry’s songs are fast rising on the music charts, with the release of one great single after another. You …

Sophea T. Amari

Junkie

She sat huddled on the narrow bed, her knees hugged to her chest. Her hair was matted and hadn’t been washed in 3 days. Her skin was pale and pasty, her cheeks sunken in. She knew she smelt terrible, she hadn’t had a bath either but she didn’t really care. Her eyes peered out onto …