All Posts By Rachel Thompson

I, Prey

He smiles, kissing her many scars, dark eyes paying them homage. Making different memories, she prays for acceptance. That she will not...

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Elements on Fire

It's not about me, or him, or us. It’s not about shedding the skins of blame or dusting the detritus of what little clarity remains. It's...

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Green Eyes

Shame thought she was my friend, keeping me safe in silence, cocooned in the quiet knowledge of shared secrets. She didn’t mean to make...

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Fools

I don’t want your noise your clutter your patronizing cuts your condescension your hands that touch me without feeling your eyes...

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The Day is Worried

I can’t find my breath Searching for the pull of his light To bring me home.

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