Rae Solace
Bio
An amateur in all regards except taste. Fiction writer, poet, jewelry-maker, craft-maker, painter.
English Creative Writing BA.
Achievements (1)
Stories (56/0)
Claws, Fear, and All
Hi Mom, It feels strange writing a letter to you like this, considering how for so many years I kept my journals hidden from you. I stashed them between the mattress and box spring, in the floor air vents, or tucked behind the dresser. I moved them often. Restlessly guided by an unnerving dread that your peering eyes would discover my scrawled, childish penmanship, and that somehow, it would ruin me. It was only years later after I stopped writing my thoughts, exhausted by the anxiety, and no longer able to gain respite from the written actualization of my internal state, that you told me you still read them.
By Rae Solace2 years ago in Confessions
Permafrost
Kallik thrust her hand up through the half melted earth, scratching at the cold, rocky Greenlandic soil until she felt the touch of the summer sun. The air licked at her dirty fingertips as she began to free the rest of her body from the ground. When her face was uncovered, Kallik wrenched her eyes open and they stung as white light encompassed her vision. As they adjusted, she tried to open her blue lips; her neurons firing faster than they had in hundreds of years. Her mouth split open, and she sucked in her first breath of the new millennium. The first thaw in thousands of years tasted crisp on her tongue, like the afterlife was whispering to her, "finally, you’re free.”
By Rae Solace3 years ago in Wander