Raquel Teixeira
Bio
Raquel Teixeira started off as an idea and became a runaway train, sometimes running on time. She can be found speaking passionately about politics, board games, most nerd stuff, or waving her hands in the air wildly.
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The Beautiful Flame
For my mother, anger was the seed of her creation. When all seemed lost, anger was there to warm her at night, to promise honeyed lies of vengeance to strike down on people who had done her wrong, pettiness spiraling into hopes and dreams. It was the vessel of her soul, for all she had left in the end was her anger, her tears, and her bitter memories.
By Raquel Teixeira5 years ago in Families
The Fruit Loop, Las Vegas
If this was Babylon, she was Jezebel, a painted Queen in regal jewels. Head high, making her way through a crowd refusing to bow to her, who relished in her destruction. Any sign of a misstep would have her lose her place. Her coiffed hair a tower of tall feathers mimicking peacock plumage, their goddess given eyes all seeing, yet a wall that seemed to shield her from their accusations.
By Raquel Teixeira5 years ago in Humans
