Archive - This Half Acre

The time that is given us

Tenderness is being alive

Nov 22, 2024 •

Rachael Morales

October 2024

Love is now mingled with grief

To my late grandmother

Oct 18, 2024 •

Rachael Morales

September 2024

The laundry goes ever on and on

A poetic wandering on the good-enough

Sep 20, 2024 •

Rachael Morales

August 2024

I'm old, Gandalf

Remembering the summer of 2024

Aug 27, 2024

May 2024

To all the dormant and waiting

originally published in The Doorpost, Redeemer School, Spring 2024

May 7, 2024 •

Rachael Morales

March 2024

Your heart is spaghetti

When noodles become the metaphor for love

Mar 15, 2024 •

Rachael Morales

February 2024

I bought myself a lemonade

Words for me, words for us, and many other words to come

Feb 16, 2024 •

Rachael Morales

January 2024

Folded corners and the feeling of home

Saying hello to dog-eared places

Jan 19, 2024 •

Rachael Morales

December 2023

Can we take a moment for rejection?

An address to my fellow creatives

Dec 16, 2023 •

Rachael Morales

A sampler, of sorts

An incomplete reflection of 2023

Dec 15, 2023 •

Rachael Morales

November 2023

On Sound Machines and Silence

Are you hearing that too, or is it just me?

Nov 17, 2023 •

Rachael Morales

October 2023

Ghosts of Perfection

Offering compassion to the haunting lie

Oct 20, 2023 •

Rachael Morales

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