Raine Neal
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Just trying to make it through the days - writing is a great way to stay distracted and refreshed.
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something is wrong here
I sit by the window. I’ve opened it a crack, gentle breeze caressing the curtains. I’ve already assessed the view outside—it is not the problem. Not the thing that is making me itch in an untouchable discomfort. An intangible minute difference.
By Raine Neal5 months ago in Fiction
And again and again and again and
The first time it happened, I thought it was a dream. Same with the second. The third felt too real---I thought, he must be a ghost. By the fourth I figured I must be crazy, hallucinating this perfect conjuring of what might have been. But the fifth time proved that others could see him and I felt him under my touch and he must be real. This was real. This is real.
By Raine Neal6 months ago in Fiction
Missing You
So maybe signing on for a work trip in New York wasn’t my best idea. I really didn’t do it because of Seren. I just thought that maybe if I ran into her while I was here, it would be fate. Or maybe just seeing a glimpse of her would settle the weight that had been in my stomach since we broke up. The first few days I focused on work. I didn’t think of her. I stayed mostly in my hotel room and only ventured out for food. But today is a free day, and I find myself at places I think she’d like. Like my soul is trying to pull me toward her without my knowing. I get lunch at an Italian restaurant that specializes in vegetarian cuisine. She doesn’t eat meat. I sit on a bench in the park with absolutely no shade in sight. She loves the sun. I walk past and through bookstores, wandering aimlessly. She says books find a direct line to her soul.
By Raine Neal7 months ago in Fiction
Catch and Release
Clay raps on the front door with the small peeping window across the top. His eyes are level with it, so he can see when the stained-glass-distorted version of the homeowner comes closer to the door. The man at the door is exactly who Clay hoped it would be.
By Raine Neal12 months ago in Fiction
