Rachel O' Connell : Writing

Blurred lines and stop signs

Blurred lines and stop signs

A Poem by Rachel O' Connell


Today, I learned how to fight the worldPunch, pow, slam, kickIt wasn’t workingIt never workedI yelled, I screamed into the darkness,But that&rsq..
Wilting flower buds

Wilting flower buds

A Poem by Rachel O' Connell


A poem about child prisoners, questioning the justification for it.