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Author: Rachael Costello

Rachael Costello is a twenty-two-year-old navy wife and stay-at-home mother of two, residing in Chesapeake, VA. She enjoys coffee at any hour and sharing raspberry ice cream with her best friend, who also happens to be her husband. She writes in her free time, which is often during sparse nap times or while silence fills her home at two o' clock in the morning. She stumbled upon her love for reading and writing at a young age, and since then she has written piles of works that very few eyes have ever seen. She dreams of one day publishing a novel in her favorite genre, young adult fantasy. Rachael cherishes her life in each moment that passes, admiring that although her dream job may feel unattainable at times, her real job rewards her with more smiles, laughter, and happiness than anything else she could ever do.

Street Lamps by Rachael Costello

Posted on Apr 28, 2016Feb 27, 2019 by Rachael Costello

Her nails were white, her clothing black. Her heart resembled much of the both of them. Void of life and full with hatred. “I hate it,” she said. “I hate everything.” “You don’t hate everything,” I told her. “You hate things right now.” “When does right now turn into forever, though?” “It doesn’t,” I smiled. […]

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Purple Prose by Rachael Costello

Posted on Mar 11, 2016Feb 27, 2019 by Rachael Costello

You take down frames and mirrors, pack boxes full of old books and sweaters. Do you remember what it felt like when the books first landed their space on your shelf? Do you remember the day you first washed her sweaters and folded them into your drawer? Did that drawer soon become her drawer? You can’t […]

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One Single Baseball by Rachael Costello

Posted on Feb 5, 2016Feb 27, 2019 by Rachael Costello

“You know,” Clayton said to me, “it doesn’t always have to depend on pride and/or falling head over heels for him. There is a grey area.” We were sitting alone, on a small bench outside of the park on 22nd. “Yeah, but how do I know?” I asked. “I barely know him. Say I do […]

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