• Rachel Ahh commented on the post, festival 7 years, 4 months ago

    Festivals are moments of celebration. Of sheer ecstasy in life. Whether it’s cultural, seasonal, communal, what have you, it just goes to show that no matter how lost you feel or how dire things may seem, […]

  • Rachel Ahh commented on the post, collar 7 years, 4 months ago

    The color of a man’s shirt. Blue, white. Defines him. Who are you, they ask. When really they already know Your brow is gleaming with sweat. A long day. Of labor? Of paperwork? Who is one collared man to judge another.

  • Rachel Ahh commented on the post, bench 7 years, 5 months ago

    The bench his stage, Central Park his audience. His boot propped atop the armrest, he fiddled a beautiful tune to an empty and endless cavern.

  • Rachel Ahh commented on the post, dozen 7 years, 5 months ago

    Am I a dime a dozen? Are my thoughts honestly all they’re cracked up to me? Does it really matter if I’m remembered or not, or am I just a mold, a dime a dozen, and if I fail to live the life I should, someone else will fill my space for me.Sometimes I wonder.

  • Rachel Ahh commented on the post, hurry 7 years, 5 months ago

    “We must hurry,” he said, as he closed the bus door behind him. “We’ve got a tight schedule, can’t make any stops.”
    “But doesn’t that ruin the point?” I said.
    “Efficiency above all else,” replied.

  • Rachel Ahh commented on the post, princess 7 years, 6 months ago

    I never dreamed
    Of being a princess
    I wanted to be
    a sailor
    Princesses sit all day
    I used to say
    I want to see it all

  • Rachel Ahh commented on the post, beckon 7 years, 6 months ago

    And I looked around. The sea kissed my toes, the wind nudged my shoulder. I took one step into the cold water. A whisper, a shhhhh, an invitation, answered in my ears.

  • Rachel Ahh commented on the post, slouch 7 years, 6 months ago

    Slouched against the old rocking chair, Spunky stares back at me. His plastic black eyes tell stories I hope to never forget, his mangled fur the remains of hot days running through the sprinkler and messy spaghetti dinners, his tangled tag the evidence of my love.

  • Rachel Ahh commented on the post, anywhere 7 years, 6 months ago

    Anywhere seems so limitless. Anywhere. but hopes rarely end in line with practicality and anywhere becomes a short list of 1) here 2) there. Where we could be and where we can be are two different things.

  • Rachel Ahh commented on the post, skyline 7 years, 6 months ago

    “Shhh…” he said. “Just look.” I turned from the dark room, and blinked past blinding white light of the window.
    “The skyline.” It was so distant, so beautiful, so out of reach. I was mesmerized.

  • Rachel Ahh commented on the post, dim 7 years, 6 months ago

    The door creaked open. A dimness spreading, infecting the black room. One moment, one glimpse. But boy did it make the difference. I could see my world. And all I wanted was to push open that door.

  • Rachel Ahh commented on the post, marble 7 years, 6 months ago

    Rolling, rolling, rolling, off the table. Swirling, swirling, swirling, the colors of its world spinning as it turns. Beautiful and ordinary. Minuscule and so transfixing.

  • Rachel Ahh commented on the post, museum 7 years, 6 months ago

    In my mind, there are artifacts. Lovingly, obsessively dusted, adorned, set behind glass frames. And in my darkest hours I stroll through the hallways of love days and make it hurt so much turning around that I promise I’ll never return.

  • Rachel Ahh commented on the post, museum 7 years, 6 months ago

    A museum is a memory. A moment captured, preserved. And it’s not there so that we can remember or ruminate, but so that we learn. The museum in my mind? Is destroying me.