Amy Couture : Writing

One Last Time

One Last Time

A Story by Amy Couture


She held on tightly to his little hand as he stomped in the non existence pile of leaves as they walked. He stumbled a bit and giggled as she saved hi..
Sound of Moving Time

Sound of Moving Time

A Poem by Amy Couture


I wrote this one night as I was laying in bed. I'm not that great at creating titles.
Her

Her

A Poem by Amy Couture


This is a poem I thought of while sitting on my bus at 6:30 am.

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