Natalie Marie Stefani-Rice

Joined October 2017

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So please grant me peace from the demons I see. They crowd me and stalk me and won't let me be.

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The Road
He walks down the road. He tucks his head down to avoid the cold. He's on a mission. This we both know. To everyone else he's just a man that walks.
By Natalie Marie Stefani-Rice5 years ago in Poets
Something So Simple as Time
It's something that the majority of people do not pay attention to. We pass each other on streets corners, at the grocery stores, taking the kids to school.
By Natalie Marie Stefani-Rice5 years ago in Poets
These Are the Hands I Hold
"Everyone rushes in here so damn fast." Jokingly I say to my husband, "they remind me of the horses at the gate at the Kentucky Derby."
By Natalie Marie Stefani-Rice5 years ago in Poets
Just a Few Minutes Sooner
I've been floating up here for over an hour. At first I was reading the doctor's lips. They found her frozen. That's crazy, I thought.
By Natalie Marie Stefani-Rice5 years ago in Poets
Today They Took My Blue Away
They took you from me today. They stole my Blue. Placed me in this grey. All my colors have faded. I can't sleep. I can't function without you.
By Natalie Marie Stefani-Rice6 years ago in Poets
My Dirty Hands
Standing in the bottle return area. At the wash basin. I'm in WalMart. It's six am. I thought I was alone. Aren't I always alone?
By Natalie Marie Stefani-Rice6 years ago in Poets
What If?
What if I didn't want to? Could I have the choice? Is the alternative still an option? What if I wanted more? Can I raise my hand to be selected?
By Natalie Marie Stefani-Rice6 years ago in Poets
Too Far from Home to Run
Too far from home to run. This Depression has me crippled. I can't move. Like a lucid dream; one from which I never awaken.
By Natalie Marie Stefani-Rice6 years ago in Poets
Loyalty
I sit in silence, I sit in darkness. Like an musician tuning his guitar. Trying desperately to hear your voice. My eyes are wide, my interest piqued.
By Natalie Marie Stefani-Rice6 years ago in Poets
The Face of Poverty
If you know me personally, then you know life has been somewhat of a living hell for me this past year. I have lost so much. More than some lose in a life time.
By Natalie Marie Stefani-Rice6 years ago in Humans
The Galaxy's Edge
The Galaxy's Edge was a vast green countryside filled with the universe's tallest and oldest oak trees. These old oak trees touch the bluest of skies and fluffiest clouds. This magical place is positioned right off the center of the Earth and Northeast of the focus of your telescope. So in your greatest imagination, with no outer limits, you may begin to create the space that will become for you The Galaxy's Edge.
By Natalie Marie Stefani-Rice6 years ago in Futurism
My Inner Child
I've been doing some reflecting, And my inner child is screaming like a bitch. What could you be mad about? I thought to myself.
By Natalie Marie Stefani-Rice6 years ago in Poets

Natalie Marie Stefani-Rice

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The Road

Something So Simple as Time

These Are the Hands I Hold

Just a Few Minutes Sooner

Today They Took My Blue Away

My Dirty Hands

What If?

Too Far from Home to Run

Loyalty

The Face of Poverty

The Galaxy's Edge

My Inner Child

Stories (95/0)