Amanda Starks

Joined September 2018

210 stories

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Fantasy writer, poet, and hopefully soon-to-be novelist who wants to create safe spaces to talk about mental health. Subscribe to my free newsletter at www.amandastarks.com for updates!

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YOU. Content Warning.
You are the reason I lie awake at night - eyes wide and heart bursting out of my ribcage. You are the reason I toss and turn, desperate for relief,
By Amanda Starks2 years ago in Poets
On Your Hands. Content Warning.
If you were to spread My pain onto your hands What would you see? - You might expect colors splattering
By Amanda Starks2 years ago in Poets
Angel. Content Warning.
I want to climb out of my skin I want to tear my flesh apart into ribbons I want to skewer my muscles on frozen pikes
By Amanda Starks2 years ago in Poets
D.A.R.K. Content Warning.
Dark Acts of the Rare Kind Flit Firm from Gold to Dirt Stay Calm in Time and Glum Gain and Run Away with a Faux Game A Hunt is Sure to Come
By Amanda Starks2 years ago in Poets
Chemical Experiment: Awake. Top Story - July 2023. Content Warning.
PART II: ANESTHESIA AWARENESS "Very rarely — in only one or two of every 1,000 medical procedures involving general anesthesia — a patient may become aware or conscious. The condition, called anesthesia awareness (waking up) during surgery, means the patient can recall their surroundings, or an event related to the surgery, while under general anesthesia. Although it can be upsetting, patients usually do not feel pain when experiencing anesthesia awareness."
By Amanda Starks2 years ago in Poets
The Shadow & the Eagle
Do you know the story of the Shadow and the Eagle? No, tell it to me! Well, it begins as all stories do: with a conflict.
By Amanda StarksExclusive • 3 years ago
Blood Run
A life thrummed away in her hands; blood dripping between her fingers. She had promised him a smooth extraction. In and out like a specter - no one would witness what she plucked from the master's body of gold.
By Amanda Starks3 years ago in Fiction
When you looked my way
Did I see you standing there - eyes wide like the Inside of a spiraling galaxy, Spinning out of control into a galactic dance;
By Amanda Starks3 years ago in Poets
Beyond the Walls of Tradition
You make me wish I could vanish far beyond these obsidian walls. Unlike the bars of a prison, there is no space to squeeze through here; no powder blue sky to peer at between the rusted iron.
By Amanda StarksExclusive • 3 years ago
GET UP
It's noon. She opens her eyes; body still curled against the sinking mattress, clinging to the worn blankets like a lifeline.
By Amanda Starks3 years ago in Poets
Prison Rot
She looks vacantly through the glass lost and broken, empty and numb She glares at the sun blinded and aching, burning and hurt
By Amanda Starks3 years ago in Poets
The Windowed World
Hunger stirs her from paralyzed sleep, her mind shrouded by drugs and perilous fog _ Days have slipped by, her eyes
By Amanda Starks3 years ago in Poets