A.M

Joined February 2021

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Bio

Author and Illustrator

*Divine Timing poetry book now available on Amazon and Bookshop on Bookbaby

A lover of mythology, folk, and fairy tales

IG: @a.martworktime

Website: https://3amartwork.wixsite.com/artworktime

Stories (10/0)

When Sunflowers Bloom in the Night
Black smoke rises covering the sun in the sky, as burned cars lay flipped over on the sides of fractured roads and bodies wrapped in blankets
By A.M about a year ago in Poets
Celestial Body
Your eyes are a compass of the night, directing wanderers to the incandescence of your inner light. * Always leading north,
By A.M about a year ago in Poets
Growing Apart
Staring at her wheat-colored hair as the summer sun shone golden atop her head, the beauty of her thick curvaceous form haloed by the falling horizon made me sick. I was falling ill, and this type of disease was incurable. Reaching into every crevice of my body, tearing at my nerve centers, and corrupting my brain functions. Every minute we shared together tightened my chest and made it hard to breathe, and I knew all that was waiting for me was silent and painful death.
By A.M about a year ago in Pride
Prince Of Beasts
Andre’s eyes were swollen from the cold of the harsh winter storm, but as painful as it was to watch he could not tear his eyes away. Two enormous beasts roaring out in pain before him as they tore into each other’s fur-covered flesh. Andre tried to pick his tiny body off the ground, but his left leg was stuck within a thorn bush. After slipping over a icy puddle formed near the bent gates of the royal gardens.
By A.M 2 years ago in Fiction
Dirty Feet
I hear nothing when the soles of my shoes cover my feet. Not the call of the earth, as she speaks to me through the blades of her green teeth.
By A.M 2 years ago in Poets
Magickal Imagination
Staring up to the rabbit on the moon trying to serenade them with a song. Tugging untuned guitar strings I rarely use,
By A.M 2 years ago in Poets
Monochrome Childhood
When I was young with tiny bones, I felt a longing in my soul. To pick a palette just for me, but blacks and grays were all I’d seen.
By A.M 2 years ago in Poets
Flowers in my Field of Feelings
Rooted in the nerves running through my chest, little green buds sprout from the pain. Flowers bloom and pulse in gentle waves,
By A.M 2 years ago in Poets
Epithets & Heroines
Words roll over my skin like raging waves. Foaming at the mouth, as salt spills from their tongues in truth. Siren voices calling to me through the rocky shores,
By A.M 2 years ago in Poets
Deals & Wishes
Part I She felt the chill of the late evening clashing with the heat within her body. She was walking through the forest for hours now, and it was beginning to feel as if the world itself was spinning as she wrapped her arms around her stomach. Folding slightly into her torso as she continued to wonder.
By A.M 2 years ago in Humans

A.M

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When Sunflowers Bloom in the Night

Celestial Body

Growing Apart

Prince Of Beasts

Dirty Feet

Magickal Imagination

Monochrome Childhood

Flowers in my Field of Feelings

Epithets & Heroines

Deals & Wishes

Stories (10/0)