Welcome!

Shae O'Brien grew up in the Pacific Northwest, and it has bred her to have a love for music, coffee, the ocean, and rain. Her love for writing was planted at a young age, with the encouragement of beautiful family and inspiring teachers, and grew into a passion she cannot go a day without. During the day, Shae is also an English teacher, promoting the art of the written word among the youth of Austin. Her writing has been featured in publications such as Off The Wookie, AIPF Di-verse-city Anthology 2012, and TWENTY: Poems In Memoriam. She recently self-published her first chapbook, "Truths Unspoken", which takes the reader on a poetic journey through the passion, love, heartbreak, and rebirth of a relationship. You may find her on any given night writing or performing her work around Austin, TX.



Please note that all poems and/or parts are the property of Shae O'Brien and should not be shared without giving due credit.



Thank you.






Friday, December 28, 2012

Hate List

Sarah LaFell
James McKinley
Juan Morales
Paula Anderson
Bullets
Bullets
Bullets
Respect
Change
Mr. Maloney
Andy Wilson
Bullets
Bullets
Status
Image
Tears
Anyone
Bullets
Strength
Fear
Everyone
Bullets
Everyone
Bullets
Everyone
Bullets
Numb
Silence
Nothing

Bullet.

Saturday, December 15, 2012

The Heaviness of Motherhood

A tiny hand placed
Gently on my beating heart
The weight of my world.

Friday, December 14, 2012

Here Today (Newtown, CT)

She is two days old
She is asleep in my arms
I breathe in the scent of spit up, baby powder, and brand new love.

She is four years old
And I am kissing her knee
Scratched up by a concrete monster
I tell her how brave she is.

She is thirteen years old
She is crying in the bathroom
I am gently explaining how to use a tampon
So she can still attend the pool party.

She is twenty-two years old
I am dabbing at tears of pride
As she gives a speech and receives a degree
One step closer to changing the world.

She is five years old
She is lying bloodied on the tiled floor
I am not there to hold her, to kiss her wounds, to say that it's ok to cry...

Who will change the world now?