Rachael Anra

Joined September 2020

29 stories

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Hi, my name is Racahel. I'm an Indigenous writer from Arizona who loves poetry, horror, soft fantasys, and biographies. Currently, I am renewing my love for writing by driving back into it!

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Sky Disappearing
Call me on a clear day, when the clouds droop down over the mountain. The smell of rain getting stronger, Even when there’s nothing in sight.
By Rachael Anra2 months ago in Poets
Kool-Aid and Ice
Do you know how to make Kool-Aid and Ice? If you're native or just someone who fawns over sour tastes, You know how much salt goes
By Rachael Anra4 months ago in Poets
Fast and it Stings
From the ground we were made. That's what we are reminded. To the ground we rest, That's what we are reminded. You read it in the book,
By Rachael Anra4 months ago in Poets
Phoenix Dancers Art
One of the things I find enjoyment in is watching indigenous dancers perform. It's a calming experience where I can just observe, listen to the drums, and feel the space fill with a sense of community. Seeing a crowd of people just sitting next to each other like we're all at a large dinner table, laughing, talking, eating… It's a good feeling. Plus, if I'm watching dancers performing, my parents are likely next to me, watching too, so it feels nice knowing that my family is enjoying something with me. Like a small family moment.
By Rachael Anra4 months ago in Art
Just Another Day
Sitting in the sun. Air that moves and brings the calm. Slow, take the moment.
By Rachael Anra4 months ago in Poets
Remember the Hardships
Remember that every hardship, every tear, and sorrow is a temporary thing. Simply a moment in time that'll pass, just like the sun that passes over us every day.
By Rachael Anra6 months ago in Poets
Making Less Art to Make More Art
Over the past few months, or perhaps closer to a year, I began to notice that my art has become more expressive. Filling up with more symbolism and dreamy, non-existent settings that often feel like their own little pocket universe.
By Rachael Anra6 months ago in Art
A Moment Above
Will you tell me about the sky? About the place where all the birds fly? Where the clouds spread and cry During the summer months.
By Rachael Anra6 months ago in Poets
Catch Stars
A sole wish Made on a summer's dream Crashed, before it could feel The endless bliss of star fields . One more night of calling
By Rachael Anra7 months ago in Poets
When You Had to Come Now
Dewdrops fell. The Sun hit them, just right, Before either one of us could see. . But only one could tell. About the timed decorum,
By Rachael Anra8 months ago in Poets
Everything as One
Flowing the gentle Heartbeat combining as one. Sun, leaves, sea, and breath.
By Rachael Anra9 months ago in Poets
Only Lonely Trees?
All there is, is a tree, Standing in a raging storm. Unable to move, Yet, It stands tall, As the clouds Stain its eyes with undying fear.
By Rachael Anra10 months ago in Poets

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Sky Disappearing

Kool-Aid and Ice

Fast and it Stings

Phoenix Dancers Art

Just Another Day

Remember the Hardships

Making Less Art to Make More Art

A Moment Above

Catch Stars

When You Had to Come Now

Everything as One

Only Lonely Trees?

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