http://slow.writerscafe.org/FriendlyStranger The original writings of author Claire's-Girl en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776174808 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Is it better to waitfor the leaves to fallor to pull them from the stem,As they yellowand separate.Is it better to checkthe tap water while you drinkOr hope for the best;quench your thirst�"ignore the taste. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/1913362/ p.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke: #000000}p.p2 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke: #000000; min-height: 14.0px}span.s1 {font-kerning: none}I tremble as the thought of yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/1913357/ Listening to how your breathe turns the window panes glowingwith the warm light of a sunset hazy,From your lips the moisture of a heartfelt sigh grazes theglass and scrapes after it, Clinging on like it never had any other home.Listening to how the air leaves your lungs from a ho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/1055764/ In youth, the taste of a kiss should be sweet and forgiving. Something we fall into in our most secret moments. And as you explore what doesn't need saying, those unspoken things of dim light and warmth, you're sincere and selfish. Callouses drifting over tender skin, rippling waves across it, feeli.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/1013582/ Retreat.Fall back until you feel warmth.Remember.All of the mistakes that you have worn.Resist.Dark urges of a rope around your neck.Repeat.Again and again and again until you are old.Resign.Your life unto your loved.Revise.Mistakes and wrongs will come undone.Release.Your heart into the open air,Un.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/1013568/ Is resignation feigned or simply ignored?As you held me close behind closed doors.I fall back on my sweetest moments,to cry tears of self pity,of lost enjoyment.But words do not sate,this selfish insanity.As I speak and write,into infinity.I may count myself among important names.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/1003752/ My greatest fear realized. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/1002364/ What it feels like when there was never someone. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/1002358/ She had eyes made of glass,Leaking wine when they cracked,Having him sip from her cheeks.Until all was gone, When her eyes were no more,And he left her a husk in his lead. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/1001515/ A family in mourning; a fictionalized truth. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/977882/ Years have passed so quietly,Before my youth,I silently,Held onto faith for a better world,Until the clocks lied,And stole my words.Pulled from my mouth,It left no breath,Until the clicking of clocks,Was all that was left.I remained in a room,No more words to speak,the ticks and tocks echoed in my c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/964929/ Oh god, where have you left me?Strewn on a hard floor,Dripping with wine from my pores,You have left me alone,In a lonelier world,Somewhere lost and unknown,Inept without hold,of reality or love.All I know is that I am broken,I'm the glass vase I threw onto the floor,A cold, hard, wood floor that is.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/964516/ There is bile in my throat as I helplessly urge forward the sick from my body.There is disgust, in my face and those of everyone around me.Repulsed by the lies I've told,The lives I've lived,All of the empty words I've given.But those words weren't for you,No,They were for those people.Those people .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/959009/ I feel change in my bones, in my breath.Ballooning the air around me with hope as it settles.My lungs lighten and whisper, "Thank God" in their deflation of a sigh.My skin rests atop taught muscles, tense with the sense of Life.Relaxing for the first time in years,Wide eyes close,and blonde brows un.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/958860/ She sits alone,on a bench of stone,wearing dresses of black and white.She's pretty,So pretty,But just not the type,For men to remember,Or look for in sight.But she loves not a man,She loves a boy,He doesn't love her,He doesn't say a word.They're friends,Or something close,Not quite the best,but far .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/958407/ Not sure how to define this, but I suppose it could be thought of as an expression of emotion without context or structure that instead focuses on description for portrayal. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/958389/ Blinking, Blinking, Blinking at me,Always keeping me,Awake and alert,Trapped,and obscene.Staring,Staring,Staring at these,Fake little worlds,Words,Only words,there is no love,behind the keys.Only lust for lies,That's all you do.Lie,Upon lie,Upon lie,Upon words. Fake.Always FAKE.Typos, "Im srry,"And .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/957298/ Blood wet on my feet,none on my hands,still I want nothing,and have nothing in hand.I've been walking on ages,days set on days,so they have piled up,like paint upon paint.The room is so cold,breathlessly alive,as it moves in towards me,the paints set on fire.I can feel them grope in,to cover my skin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/957289/ I'm leaving.Disappearing.I'm told that it's easy,when there's nothing left to say,when you need a new home,when you need to stay sane.Vanishing,into thin air,like the clouds just above our heads.Doesn't it sound lovely?Doesn't it sound calm?Our blood is mostly water, after all,it shouldn't be too di.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/951678/ My twisted love poem for someone I hold close to my heart. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/949849/ Sleep is not so peaceful,when the short years that reside,underneath my skin are fading,up into the sky.Still the darkness lends me warmth,through the dreary hours of the days,that pass on so simply,pulling those years away.Something has pulled me deeper,these last few days are songs,of sleepless dr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/948869/ I've learned something today,I mourned as it settled between my bones,etching into permanence,a forever scolding moan.You can't seem to hold me,like I'm mine,and just with you.I'm lonely.I despair.But I have swallowed hope.I left it there,on the pillow where I cried,every night you did not call.Perh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/948380/ Clawing at the flesh of neck,scratching red across lines,of blood running through the veins.Not sure of what the cries,mean bitterly disputed fights,writhing inside a head,of nails, drugs and useless files,put away years ahead,for some meaningless intent,has dragged them through those years,of solit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/947974/ Distaste feels sour in my puckered mouth,cigarette smoke and gunpowder,run along my tongue, corrupting and defeating,reserves I had in place,to maintain sanity,perhaps continue in the race.Winning is no option,but losing is too hard.Light bulbs and fake flowers,pull me down,down,down,such a peculiar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/947747/ Lurking hands chilled flesh,as they searched along the crevices,the curves and secrets,of an unloving someone."Demon, Demon."In sleeping.Screams awake to a bloody cry,shattering sleep,still."Don't cry."Can't forget those cruel words,as they pushed me onto a bed,made of spines and pleasure,I cannot c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/947482/ Water glides over smoothed over skin,pulled tight across bones too thin to resist,as it glides down the flesh, across rigged ankles uncolored,to meet its soft death at the bathtub's acrylic.What is expected?Only quiet honesty.Be polite.Be pretty.Always, be clean.The words so repeated,over again and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/947475/ He pretends it's all right,as the slight of his hand,flips through the papers,hidden deep in his head.His feet move on slowly,stepping on cold concrete,toes avoiding the cracks,remembering childish dreams.He thinks of the Oracle,they said they found her at last,they said she .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/947470/ Stand still, hold it in,I've got the pills,Just let me in.Let me breathe back into you,I'll share my air,hold on to you.Let me give you a moment,where fear does not flee,and eyes do not plead,for forgiveness or relief,from these lives we so persistently lead.When everything s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/947459/ And so we sweep on, in our tears and disgrace,to find a new home, somebody someplace.Someplace that will welcome,our broken, torn bodies.Someplace where kisses,will not melt in the doorways.Desperately searching with fantasies at heart,be my companion,in being torn apart,from lim.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/947457/ Candles burn and blankets warm,the forgotten traveler,lost and burnt.Kisses warm him,and fire lust,that drenches logic,and stops the sun,from shining through chilled window panes.Still calm is found in flesh,for we disappear in the moments,where we hold each other close,forget .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/947456/ Lonely music embraces my confusion,Letters stir together in sweet illusions,When you leave me lying on the floor,Don't regret this heartached burn,Don't assume that you'll be better off,Unspoken and unexplored.The only thing I have left is hurt,Humanity remains expressionless in the eyes of words,So.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FriendlyStranger/947455/