Aimee Perkins
Joined July 2021
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Sunset
The sunset was peach and red and golden, shining over the desert around us. The sun glinting just barely over the horizon, casting golden rays through the windows of my car. A 1970 Chevrolet C10 Fleetside – it used to be a bright, golden red. A colour to rival the sunset. It was my Daddy’s favourite car, and my Mama’s favourite colour.
By Aimee Perkins6 months ago in Fiction
Thorns and Broken Glass
She had always hated flowers. They were too delicate she found, bruised easily, petals fell with the softest breeze. People walked over flowers as they did grass if they were in the way, crushing them underfoot, ending them without a thought.
By Aimee Perkins3 years ago in Fiction