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Friday, June 12, 2015
Saturday, June 29, 2013
Creating Space
I have been in transition lately in addition to being busy with grad school I have been moving things around these past few weeks (and coming across old writings and poems). I am going to start posting them and other things I have been up to in the last year (I promise!).
Saturday, September 22, 2012
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Proving how much you didn't love me.
I had a dream, you were there.
In bed with this girl from my high school
whom I'd never really liked.
And that boyfriend that I'd had for a while was in bed with me.
We were in a college dorm room
And someone was roommates.
And you were kissing on her,
proving how much you didn't love me.
Trying to make me jealous for some reason,
and just reaffirming why I hated you now.
And that boyfriend I'd had was trying keep up with you.
And that girl from my high school thought she had stolen you from me,
like she was hot shit.
But she hadn't and she wasn't,
And you and I knew it.
And I broke.
Couldn't take it anymore.
So I shrugged that boyfriend off and got up
and slapped her.
And screamed something like,
"You think you're hot shit!?
You're just trying to be me and he's
trying to hurt me because
He's in love with me!"
And the dream ended
with your face, realizing what I said was true
and then twisting
as you tried to lie to yourself some more.
In bed with this girl from my high school
whom I'd never really liked.
And that boyfriend that I'd had for a while was in bed with me.
We were in a college dorm room
And someone was roommates.
And you were kissing on her,
proving how much you didn't love me.
Trying to make me jealous for some reason,
and just reaffirming why I hated you now.
And that boyfriend I'd had was trying keep up with you.
And that girl from my high school thought she had stolen you from me,
like she was hot shit.
But she hadn't and she wasn't,
And you and I knew it.
And I broke.
Couldn't take it anymore.
So I shrugged that boyfriend off and got up
and slapped her.
And screamed something like,
"You think you're hot shit!?
You're just trying to be me and he's
trying to hurt me because
He's in love with me!"
And the dream ended
with your face, realizing what I said was true
and then twisting
as you tried to lie to yourself some more.
Monday, May 21, 2012
50th Anniversary Glasses
Been very busy with grad school and raising children. Started a children's chapter book though to bring up one of my kid's reading levels, so water colors for that book will be posted up here soon enough as well, in the mean time I was asked to create 50th anniversary glasses for a couple who is involved with Fleet Week in NYC, and here they are:

Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Love poem
It takes more than one night
to know all the ways you can love me
More than one day
to know me
More than one week
to begin to understand me
More than one month
to begin to appreciate me
More than one year
to understand what you knew all along
That you truly love me.
to know all the ways you can love me
More than one day
to know me
More than one week
to begin to understand me
More than one month
to begin to appreciate me
More than one year
to understand what you knew all along
That you truly love me.
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