Rachelmarie : Writing

early hours

early hours

A Poem by Rachelmarie


funny how the early hour..
Leaves.

Leaves.

A Poem by Rachelmarie


Trees without leaves. Leaves without trees. They fall to the ground, useless. Crunch, crunch, crunch. Take no pity on the discarded le..
The Secret Sun.

The Secret Sun.

A Story by Rachelmarie


My Father’s voice was booming like a fog horn down the hall, he was yelling at me as usual. I never seemed to do anything to meet his ridi..
Sed of Red.

Sed of Red.

A Story by Rachelmarie


Innocence in the midst of war. a social action piece.
Darkness Around The Sun.

Darkness Around The Sun.

A Story by Rachelmarie


A small unique act of resistance against a father.
Ode to the Homos.

Ode to the Homos.

A Poem by Rachelmarie


In respect to the recent suicides.
Strawberries in Winter.

Strawberries in Winter.

A Story by Rachelmarie


The busy bustle of the city carried on around him. He looked at the faces of the people who passed by, wondering what they were thinking, what had..