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like an aircraft
zoomin through the sky
I look to you in a panic
hovering over your soft silky body
your hair wet from the shower
you reak of l’oreal paris
i dig my chin into the space between your shoulder and collar bone

» Posted By rachel On 03.30.2015 @ 9:09 pm


The salesman told me to take of my clothes so the buyers could see the merchandise I exposed my body and ran his fingers across the scars on my stomach “a little beat up but at least now she’s obedient” he said with a wink.

» Posted By Rachel On 03.20.2015 @ 11:31 am


As my clothes came undone so did my thoughts was I really Inlove did it mater that he did not see the world as I do… That he thinks I smoke to much weed…

» Posted By Rachel On 03.19.2015 @ 8:14 am

This reminds me of that Duran Duran song “Come Undone.” Jeremy loved it. He used to always play it on the jukebox at Slick Willie’s when we would play pool. Undone also reminds me of that Weezer “Sweater” song.

» Posted By Rachel On 03.19.2015 @ 5:58 am


I used to like inhaling because it feels fresh. But now that I live in the city, full of smog and pollution, I hate it. Inhaling is hard, my lungs fill up and I choke.

» Posted By rachel On 02.25.2015 @ 5:03 pm


The roast was happening far away, on the other side of the street and I was here. Attempting. Trying to make dues end. The air was silent and pallid, my fingers harsh and without the caress of the sun. I smell the roast on, even from back here. Silent, basking in my misery as somewhat of a temptation to diverge me from my stability. Thrust me into social environment that I longed for, needed. But the world keeps you working and slashes you with criticism on being an introvert locked and wishing you were in the roast. The radio was at low buzz and I was drained. I wish I was in the roast.

» Posted By Rachel On 02.23.2015 @ 2:34 am


It’s camp, they said. What you’re doing. I went home and thought about it. Camp. What I’m doing? It’s who you are, my mother said. I’ll never understand. But I understand the looks exchanged, the sigh and the giggle, and now I know it’s sometimes better to stay quiet.

» Posted By Rachel On 02.15.2015 @ 6:20 am


I am all rented out ready to buy my own home.iwont be rented anymore. I will be purchased

» Posted By Rachel On 01.06.2015 @ 7:52 am


Sara stood at the barrier, looking up at the towering, gray wall. Rocky, jagged stone edges marked the physical divider between her and the outside world. Ever since Sara was born, she has been trapped inside the walls. They reach for the sky, hundreds and hundreds of feet up with no sight of escape.

» Posted By Rachel On 12.11.2014 @ 5:58 pm


The fiery furnace lit up on the cold night. It was bitter outside and snowing greatly. Little did they know that the stranger would chill their insides more than any winter wind could.

» Posted By Rachel On 12.02.2014 @ 7:40 pm


Today I went to sit down. In my favorite spot, by the window. I had my book in my hands and my butt ready to perch on the seat. But instead of finding solid wood, I found slimy toads beneath me!

» Posted By Rachel On 11.25.2014 @ 2:31 pm


Transform. Like transformers, the movie. What if I want to transform, is it possible? Is it within my reach? Sure doesn’t seem like it, seems like something only the celebrities can do. Seems like something only the people with money can do, or with fame of sorts. Its horrible, but what can I do about it?

» Posted By Rachel On 11.15.2014 @ 11:44 pm


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» Posted By Rachel On 10.30.2014 @ 9:07 am


The curtians blew through the open window.May looked down, a tear streamed down her face. ‘i missed you so much’. Henry smiled and embraced May. The embrace was cold and May shivered. ‘You should come with me’, May shivered once again but not because of the cold.

» Posted By Rachel On 10.27.2014 @ 9:43 pm


there is nothing
like the beat of drum
against my chest
the feel of the sun
upon my cheeks
i feel no fear
nothing besides the terrain beneath my feet
i am nothing if not

» Posted By Rachel On 10.20.2014 @ 9:01 pm

It was something of a mystery, she didn’t quite know how to see it. The world she knew was gone, it was undone by whatever had broken the vale. The terrain was different, broken, people lay scattered all about limbs twisted and turned.
This was chaos, it was wrong, it was evil. Tears gathered in the corners of her eyes.

» Posted By Rachel On 10.20.2014 @ 8:57 pm


Nothing and no one but God is steadfast. Maybe we think we are, but the minute we get made to do something well outside our comfort zone, however large that zone is, we find we are no longer able to be there for all that need us, and I would know this. God is my rock and nothing will ever tear him away from me – death did not even part us. In fact, death draws us closer, because to die, one must first have lived.

» Posted By Rachel On 10.20.2014 @ 4:38 am


The locket hung down, resting perfectly atop her bosom. Drawing men’s attention. Mingling, she found she thought of the lock of hair she kept snuggled in the locket. He had given her the locket, just before he died. He had placed it with dying fingers into her beautiful palm, the ones he’d kissed so often, the ones… NO, she couldn’t, wouldn’t think of him… nor the way he died, crying out softly, gasping for breath in her arms, as her tears fell on his handsome face, the face of her salvation, the face that condemned her to this position. But she would never, ever regret the short time she had with him.

» Posted By Rachel On 10.12.2014 @ 3:37 am


Thrown off the edge of a precipice, floating gently through the air it fell. Plummeted to the ground-like surface below, and fell through it with a rather large splash, alerting others in the area.

» Posted By Rachel On 10.09.2014 @ 3:20 am


What does it mean to be apologetic?

Is that you are truly sorry? or is it that you value a relationship above being right? Maybe its not either, maybe you like the pity it brings. I don’t know and neither do I care. You broke me, so why on earth should I be apologizing to you?

I don’t think I should be and I don’t think you deserve to be.

» Posted By Rachel On 10.07.2014 @ 10:47 am

Is it one’s duty to be apologetic? Or does one do so merely as a helpful thing to forge their own way forward? Maybe an apology isn’t what is needed by people. Maybe, just maybe, they need kindness and recognition.

» Posted By Rachel On 10.06.2014 @ 8:26 pm


The underdog in this whole situation was her. She had no power, no say in what was happenning. And it really didn’t look like she minded all too much. After all she had gotten herself into this position by hanging out with a bunch of guys like him.

» Posted By Rachel On 10.03.2014 @ 5:55 pm


The footsteps in the hall gre louder. Slowly I crouched down, begging silently for them, whoever they were, to go right past the door. The footsteps stopped. Nothing. No more sound. Not even the creaking of a floorboard.

» Posted By Rachel On 10.03.2014 @ 12:02 am


I’m failing scool. Why? I dont know. Life is so full of failures for me. Its sad. I see people around me. They don’t seem to be failing anything. Their lives seem perfect. And then there’s mine. It’s horrible. So many failures.

» Posted By Rachel On 10.01.2014 @ 9:53 pm


Oh, how our God is merciful. He is worthy of all praise. I, Caleb, am willing to admit that and wanting to shout it from the highest mountain tops. I want everyone to know what he has done for me. He has forgiven the unforgivable. I deserve to die for driving drunk and killing that girl…but because of Him, I am saved.

» Posted By Rachel On 09.20.2014 @ 2:21 pm


It begins like this.

A memory a silence, a frown and a disappointing downcast look which wraps me around in a blanket glistened with shame and caution.

Recent-not really- a life time taken away-with that frown. That awful frown. And I don’t love it, nor hate it as it tears me down and builds me up.

» Posted By Rachel On 09.17.2014 @ 5:04 am


I fled to this place that led me to another place that brought me to this new place that made me fled out of my misery

» Posted By Rachel On 08.29.2014 @ 12:42 pm


deserved to lose him and i deserved to be in pain and i never thought that he should forgive me or that i deserved his forgivness because it must have hurt so much that. and he deserves so so so much better because he is incredible. but for some reason, he forgave me

» Posted By rachel On 08.11.2014 @ 3:46 am


The lining of the pillow was coming apart. Fluff and feathers scattered across the dark sheets, like puffs of smoke in the night. Mary rolled over in bed, and blew a feather from her fingertips.

» Posted By Rachel On 08.08.2014 @ 1:30 pm


I lay down on the grass, beside a bed of violets. What pretty flowers they are.

I picked on and placed it in your hair. “A beautiful flower for a beautiful girl” I said and you blushed.

» Posted By Rachel On 07.12.2014 @ 2:37 pm

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