From a tiny apple screen, my heart eats bite sized clips of war. Sitting in a rocking chair on a calm, cool Florida spring night with children & crickets laughing in the driveway. Simultaneously watching whole communities vanish in walls of flames under sprinkles of bombs.
Splinters of War
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Being born and raised in the south should have made me more inbred and less tolerant, but something went wrong in the grand scheme of these damned rebels. I am; brutally honest, a connoisseur of stand-up comedy, the eldest child, an aware procrastinator, semi-sweet, easily excitable, a lover of music, late to most events, but most of all. myself without apology. View all posts by Amber💘
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