Year: 2010

Sophea T. Amari

I love you

You’re mine. I love you. I love you. I love you. How many different ways can I say this? I can’t even begin to describe how you’ve made me feel so complete. As a woman. As a person. As the kind of being God would be proud of. I love you. You came from within …

Sophea T. Amari

One year

I’m dreaming of the traces that he left behind. Sight, sound, smell. It feels new. And painful all over again. Has it been one year already? How quickly time passes- but deep inside, the heart that was within me ceases to heal, continuing to bleed and putrefy with each passing day. Some days I laugh …

Sophea T. Amari

You…

Dominate my dreams. Make my toes tingle. Colour my cheeks. Cleanse my soul. Liberate my senses. Spill into my eyes. Make me weep. Believe that I am a faerie. Laugh with me. Trust my judgment. Hold my beating heart. Power my mind. You. You. You. What have you done? That I should become this pliable …

Sophea T. Amari

The Rescue

She was rescued by an Angel. He appeared before her in the form of a human, of the last person she ever saw before the Attempt, and even in his kind face, she saw resplendence and glory. He stood outside her door, a grave hint of a smile lining his face. Without knowing why she …

Sophea T. Amari

The Butterfly

…the quietude of the night. Her daughter sleeping soundly beside her, the occasional baby snore punctuating the stillness of the night, the hum of the air-conditioner purring in the room. Pachelbel’s Suite No. 1: Serenade played on her iPod. She pattered out into the living room, not understanding why (or perhaps she did) she had …

Sophea T. Amari

The Attempt

She had contemplated ways and means, methods and madness. How she would do it. Her tears were a silent scream lodged in her throat, unable to force their way out into the crazy world. She methodically read manuals, calmly wrote a holographic will in her hand. Left a note for her daughter. And to the …

Sophea T. Amari

Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time, there was a little girl who lived in a big, beautiful mansion. She had fat, rosy cheeks, sleek black hair falling to her waist and chubby little hands and legs. Well-beloved by all who knew her, she had a young loving mother and the most wonderful doting father. She had 3 …