Amelia . is a member of Freedom In Words and ART.
curiosity is like a lightening bolt / it smells like a tulip / it tastes like a newly picked peach / it sounds like wind chimes / curiosity feels like a nudge in the back wonder looks like a pair o…
he said, “i know you must make your dreams come true, but you must find your own way.” i looked at him and smiled in a confused manner. / i don’t know what that means or how it co…
here i am. i’m locked inside this memory that denies to leave. it’s inside my skull, some where deep, some where unimaginable. it’s like a rusted zipper on an old abandon coat. yo…
Her smooth peach fuzz face lit up with wonder and excitement as she saw a white eight sided figure fall from the sky. She continued to squeeze the back of her neck with the weight of her tilted head …
she was a small town girl with her pony tail up high. / blonde on her head, and blue in her eyes. / even her flaws were flawless, with not one thing / to worry about. she’d scream for attention,…
right at that very moment, / her creamy looking, / baby blue balloon, / that had been blown up with an enormous / amount of air, / ready to burst into a million and one pieces, / including a shiny bri…