Poems from AmandaZaner
In a place halfway between the sweet release of sleep and just feeling like complete and utter crap, I lay here collapsed on my bed with an...
Practices of meditation and self-discovery often proclaim that 'we are not our thoughts' they say that, we can overcome our emotions and...
Part one: Love. How can it be that one word holds so much power, so much emotion, so much responsibility? How can one word possess an...
Sunshine peeking through the leaves in a dense forest,
raindrops dancing on the pavement,
morning steam rising from the water to greet the...
I am in a constant state of moral quandary. But what the fuck does being "morally just" even mean?
How do I write down words on paper to...