Amorette Duvannes : Writing

The Sorely-Spent Suicide

The Sorely-Spent Suicide

A Poem by Amorette Duvannes


This is for the man of whom my letters are all for -- and why an Art exam destroyed me.
Letter #3: Cynical Sheep

Letter #3: Cynical Sheep

A Story by Amorette Duvannes


I've been writing some letters to a man above and beyond myself - not just in worth, but in status. And the conclusive error that is my lack of words ..
Gorging out Forbidden Love from the Forensic Heart

Gorging out Forbidden Love from the Forensic Heart

A Poem by Amorette Duvannes


A villanelle written in iambic pentameter about the loss of innocence with falling in love for the first time, and knowing of the inevitability that i..
Learning the S**t of Life

Learning the S**t of Life

A Poem by Amorette Duvannes


it's s**t because i'm s**t and f**k all of this and f**k all of you i hate writing and i hate myself except i really only want to be good good good a..
CALIBRATION

CALIBRATION

A Poem by Amorette Duvannes


This one is about war and peace and war and peace and war, and then peace again. And I have no idea what any of it means.
The Golden Hour

The Golden Hour

A Poem by Amorette Duvannes


This is a poem depicting the social ideology behind adolescence. Each stanza pertains a different defect of youth; physical, intellectual, emotional a..
Black Tar Synastry

Black Tar Synastry

A Poem by Amorette Duvannes


Black heartBlack as the mountain airGrey-brained boar;Lilting in the god-forsakenDeep into the calibre of your stone-cold synapseWhistles the blue wil..
Lovesong for Dmitri

Lovesong for Dmitri

A Poem by Amorette Duvannes


A science thing! My writing isn't it's best here (but by no means it's worst), and I made a big huge pun out of chemistry! If you get this, be my frie..
Letter #2

Letter #2

A Story by Amorette Duvannes


I need everyone to love me, all at once, right now. And that's why I can't look you in the eye, or why the heartbeat in my throat races ahead of the w..
A Satire For The Poet

A Satire For The Poet

A Poem by Amorette Duvannes


This is a freewrite, and a bad one. But I'm horrid and confused and moody. If you're going to judge me as a writer on any piece, please don't let it b..