http://slow.writerscafe.org/dancerella10 The original writings of author dancerella10 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776012999 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Frozen and broken I layIn the snow, one winter day.Observing as folks strolled byI’d chat but they wouldn’t reply. Clothed in furs they’d marchas I sat underneath that larch.Receiving hateful glaresfrom the rich folks walking in pairs. Then one day a child,wit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dancerella10/1364518/ The end of my days are coming.But sorrowful, I am not�"The joyful times life has brought meI loved them�"all the lot. The end of my days are coming.My years draw to a close�"I reflect on my childish ways whenboys and girls were opposed. The end.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dancerella10/1364515/ Creative Nonfiction http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dancerella10/1364387/ Flash Fiction http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dancerella10/1364383/ What tells astorybetter than thatof an oakpicture framewith a beige,two-inch matte? Its starts witha photo"of the newly wedtwoHe in black, Shein whiteThey’ve justsaid “I do.”Then comes thepicture.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dancerella10/1364380/ An Ironic Poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dancerella10/1364379/