http://slow.writerscafe.org/mkinnett123 The original writings of author Marie Kinnett en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775977266 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 To my friend, Hurt http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3131420/ Looking this way or that wayWaiting to catch your eyeKnowing you caught mine A smile so loving makes my love showThe love for each little thinFrom walking hand-in-hand to littleI love you's Making my day knowing You love me tooLoving the little details I learn each dayThe goods and ba.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3131329/ Laying my head up on your shoulder I know its not real but a dreamWishing for that oneThe day to come Closing my eyes believing you can be mineAccepting that you're the oneBelieving you can be the oneI wake up next to your side Feeling the brush of your hand against my hairThinking I'.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3130820/ New crush http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3130717/ They are always there,but not always seenThe cracks-not everyone noticesthe ones in the road, in the mind, in life,hidden beneath the surfaceignored, overlooked. We don't pay enough attentionAnd these cracks-they grow, they spreaduntil -BAM- they shatterAnd then, your blamed Blamed for the cracks yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3128296/ Mentions self harm, wanting to die http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3128029/ I went and shared my heart Lost it in the emotionGot all so happy Just to find outHe doesn't want it knownFor his friends to not seeEnded up taking my heartOnly for a weekSecretly waiting to break it apartNow I know what is not knownSo I slammed the doorJust before he could Broke my h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3127940/ I sit here and twiddle my thumbsswinging my legs and feetwondering what to doso bored out of my mindTime trickles like sand Each second feeling like a minute Time taking its toll on the mindFeels like I'm going insaneSlowly but surelyA thread being pulled slowly unraveling a pool.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3127355/ I'm so happy.He said yes. so let me start from the beginning. We all were at the breakfast table, talking. Me and Elli had gone to get breakfast and got back when Ethan was showing their car key. We sat down and Ethan gave me the key, which at that moment I didn't know it was one of the zappy o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3127338/ I did it. I told him.My friend was urging me to tell him. But I was scared just a little bit and I kinda of scared him when I said his name. I kinda yelled his name even though he was right next to me. I said his name and he said what but there was a pause before I answered. Saying this is awkw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3127224/ Every morning sitting there, I see him.Every morning I say hi. We are all friends here sitting at this table recounting what happened the previous day. I glance over to see his reaction and he smiles back at me. He asks how my day went. Genuinely cares for my responses, I tell him about what I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3127109/ Writing this now, I'm starting to realize that I'm losing the will to write anymore. Writing has been a big thing in my life since I was 9 and now as I'm older, I'm losing things to write about or be creative about.Between my school load and life at home, I'm just getting too busy and not having tim.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3123936/ Each line I write I bleed with each key spilling my heart into each versePeople reach each linewriting comments and reviewsopinions and notionsPoem after poemSome make you sador madsome disappointed or frustrated Each poem Each line and stanza are written with so m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3123151/ Sitting in my roomChilling Watching my show When I hearKabow-Kabow-KaboomEach shot ringing in my ears As I hit the floor covering my head waiting for the shots to endSilenceI get up to checkLooking outside Nothing thereLeave my room Checking the cameraShots fired&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3123030/ The guy outside. When I drive by he is always there. Looks over and we make contact with our eyes every time. He sends a small wave over and smiles. I think I have fallen for the guy outside who waves to me.Now one day driving by again my car breaks down. Now I wonder why. With only 10 minutes .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3122872/ Snow is fallingSo are youWithout a warningYou fall for me tooCalling me damsel in distressYour prince charmingQuietly I call outFrom this towerThe one you locked me inFrom this tower you createdI watch the snow fallto the far away groundAll alone you leave me belocked away from the worldI cry out to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3121548/ It's a shame that you said noDown right shame you told meAfter I stoppedStopped talking to youThat I should feel guilty You say F**k you, your a bitchThat I'm a witch For stealing your heartBut really you're the oneOne with the shameRealized you couldn't keep meTrapped in the little c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3121529/ You blow my mindThinking I could be yours When you could have had anyone elsewhy meYou took me for a wild ride Saying this one doesn't stopCaptured my heart without a soundI was so foolish, naiveNow I sitWaiting for youYour messages and touchesBut as the time ticks by I start to reali.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3121517/ Floating quietly down this riverRiver of hopes and dreamYou sit silently Awaitng for someone to come along To float alongside youThe talks at nightKisses in the morning But your love down this riverIs all I needThree words I have waited my whole lifeTo say to someone For them to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3121457/ I can't do itStand there watchingYou be beaten down again and againI always askWhat do you needYou say your fineBut I can see the truthThe Truth in your eyesThe pain you haveAnd the joy you use to cover itEvery time you talk to meI can seeThe suffering and pain you go throughThe abuse you want to hi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3121436/ Scrapbook In the moments we have There is the smell, taste, sight of each oneOur own personal experiences with each moment and senseStarting from our birth to our deathWe scrapbook these moments each chance we getSo let’s start With the very first oneCrying, quiet crying of the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3121433/ (I'm trying something different)Jacob:Running, we are running. Trees crashing into my face and I feel Alex's hand slipping out of my grasp. I stop to catch my breath, hands on my knees. Once I calmed down, I turned to Alex to see if she was okay. She's standing with the light shining through the for.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3121327/ We were running with itEvery word or phraseWe listened to what each other saidSoaking up each word Till we burned Spoke too fast Got caught in all these liesAll we asked was more and moreNot ending Till we crashed Falling for each other fastFaster than imagined All caug.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3121313/ (opens up to the police station)(detective morris at his desk) (side angle)DETECTIVE MORRIS(looks up at Elena GOMEZ)Ma’am, I assure you that we are trying our best to find your daughter. I have my best people on the case right now looking all over La Paz and the nearby counties. ELEN.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3121208/    They kept hearing other noises in the woods. Sometimes they would see a bird or chipmunk here or there. But then something attacked them and it was another wolf, this one was going to kill us. She had her grandpa’s knife and pulled it out. She was going to throw it at the wol.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3121182/ Every time I look at youI see a light Warms my heart To see you When I speak to youI feel a heatthat warms me inside And out Wish you could be next to meFrom my every day to yoursWe could walk side by sideHand in handBut that not trueOnly wanted me For your entertainmen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3121101/ Gone Missing - OPENING SCENE, Scene 1 Music: Description, news sound(opens up to La Paz news crew)(news person standing in front of a building) (zooms out to capture them, zooms in to a picture of Riley)News Person(fades in on tv)15 yr old female Riley Gomez has been missing for the last 4.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3120928/                     But when she looked around she saw that her grandparents were gone. There was no note saying where they went. She ran back to where the wolf was and saw Jacob. She ran to him and s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3120918/ To my Stepmom http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3120627/ To my dad http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3120544/                    The next day she went into the woods to think. She thought about Jacob until she realized that she didn’t know where she was. She felt something watching so she turned around and s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3120530/ When me and my boyfriend broke up after 2 years http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3120513/                  It was Wednesday and she stayed at the RV while her grandparents went to the store. She went outside and was tanning when a shadow was casted over her. It was a boy about a year or two older than he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3120276/            Long ago a girl was going camping with her grandparents. The girl’s name was Alex and she did not know what was going to happen on this trip. Her parents were going on a work trip and sent her to her grandparents. She was excite.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3120267/ A girl named Alex and her grandparents go missing http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3120266/ The pain of carry the weight of the world on your shoulders at a young age http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3120014/ When I left my biological mother because I couldn't take the responsibility of being a parent at five years old. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3119852/ The pain of mens love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkinnett123/3119850/