amy stewart

Joined May 2021

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Thomas
Yesterday she was here. I was counting the freckles on her back, mapping out the constellations that fell between them. I was kissing her neck and pouring hot coffee and things were sweet.
By amy stewart5 years ago in Fiction
sparrow
(this story may be triggering for some readers and includes depictions of self-harm and disordered eating habits. if you are easily triggered, please continue with caution. the events in this story are loosely based on real people and events, though this is predominantly a work of fiction.)
By amy stewart5 years ago in Humans
escalon
amidst the rain of spring’s chaotic end a blistering warmth falls on the valley. this is not the cliché they call “cali,”
By amy stewart5 years ago in Poets
vacant.
It's been a week since she was here, soaked from the storm raging outside, worn from the one raging within her. She whined about the rain and the car, and of how long it took to find parking. She cried about the finale of her favorite show and ate the last of my cereal from the cupboard.
By amy stewart5 years ago in Humans