Reneé Thompson
  • Feb 9, 2026 in LoVe

    Chapter 1.6: Found In Pain

    “Man little dude let me tell yah. Life sucks shit. Everything about it and ain’t nothing ever changing.” Isaiah shakes his head and stares out across the street, his hood over his head, the only protection from the rain that incessantly pours without relent. I bite my lip and shrug and stare out across the […]

  • Feb 11, 2025 in LoVe

    Chapter 1.5: Found In Pain

    They think I’m just a kid . . .

  • Feb 11, 2025 in LoVe

    Chapter 1.4: Found In Pain

    I remember things that nobody else seems . . . I remember things that nobody else seems. We pull up to the stadium and as we do it seems I hear nothing but the faint yells and hollers of Michael consumed in the colors and the people and the flags . . . I've never […]

  • Feb 11, 2025 in LoVe

    Chapter 1.3: Found In Pain

    “D.J. come on baby?” I look up from the puzzle on the floor toward the door and see my mother waving me to her eagerly, standing beside Mrs. Jefferson who smiles at me sweetly. I grin up at my mother and put up my finger for her to hold on. I turn back to X […]

  • Feb 11, 2025 in LoVe

    Chapter 1.2: Found In Pain

    My parents were teenagers when I was conceived. They were kids, just kids . . . with no idea of where they were going, or how they were going to get there. Their dreams were minimal because their eyes were blinded by a cataract by the stereotypes and labels that hung about their heads. Days […]

  • Feb 11, 2025 in LoVe

    Chapter 1: Found In Pain

    “Charley?” He turns around in his chair and looks down toward the base of the door in my direction and once seeing me begins to grin softly. For his grin is different from that of Michael’s. For Michael’s grin has some sort of a twist to it, like he knows something I don’t. It makes […]

  • Sep 21, 2024 in tragedy.

    demons. a release.

    hit release radar again this weekend. ⁠ ⁠ and would you believe she came at me with a knife, again. ⁠ ⁠ music is healing.⁠ ⁠ i've realized my community are full of demons. he wouldn't teach how to mix, engineer, or produce. he called us a bottom bitch. in a safe space. waved his […]

  • Feb 28, 2021 in life.

    something i felt moved to write. don’t bitch. don’t think it’s about you. air.

    i be forgetting people work a nine to five. is that arrogant to say. she always would tell me to be humble. i think that shit almost killed me when i got older. maneuvered my actions in such a way. a whole reality play. found hate is synonymous truly to love. they want you but […]

Reneé Thompson

my life, my tragedy

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