Welcome to the online home of author, Rachel Propst and Heart On Her Sleeve. Just like my own home, this online forum is a reflection of the dichotomous runway of life, achieving individual balance, autonomy, and spiritual success. I say, “Welcome.” I am a jack of all trades and a master of two. Commenting on and curating the experiences of womanhood in the twenty-first century. There is no one size fits all path in life. Writing is no different. Here you will find a world where life and genres collide to create a tapestry of self-care, human exploration, self-discovery, and bravery. Passionate about human connection, each of act of writing looks at the psyche and its broader affects on our lives and choices. This beautifully unexpected journey has created the opportunity for me to discover dynamic archetypes in the most unlikely places. Please enjoy, engage, explore and use this site as it fits your needs. I can’t wait to hear from you!
Heartbreak, Drip Drop. Heartbeat, Skip stop. Earthquake, Bleak Break. Grief-funk, must make Everything Weird. Last night, mistakes. Today, heartaches. Tonight, re-takes. Grief-funk, just makes Everything Weird.
Proof: Can’t physically check email Decided to sell my car Losing /caring for my mom Opened a Jewelry Store ...Y’all covid is insane... Any advice on survival is welcome.
“She is so strong,” The echo came From one nurse to Next, always the same. From long blood and Lines of strength she Came. Bringing the flood And a spirit so free. My beauty, my girl, My Arrie-Marie
Trapped in a fence Lost from her pack. Six weeks from whence Her natal day broke. Dog catcher responds To a caller so dear Finding my fur baby, Bringing her here Our family to grow Our patience to test Our love to overflow, Our Bella, our pet. ~RMPropst