http://slow.writerscafe.org/moonsong The original writings of author Lydia en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776029496 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 My ex husband crashed his carin the Battery Street tunnelbefore it was closedbefore I ever met himbefore I moved to this stateThe wreckage of what was beforemay be swept up and put asidebut that doesn't negatethe sick crunch of metalon concrete slick withrain and oil http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2908384/ I wish I couldfreezeTimeeverything is movingtoo fasttoo fastTime is a closed circleWe are stuckinside the LargeHadron ColliderMoving Too FastTo SeeI would slow it downexamine itIf I couldmanageIf I couldslow downenoughtostop http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2908383/ Baltimore is justa place I goin my mindan unlikely destinationwhere we dance like heathensand we feastlike we haveknown the faminestillbe stilland listeneverythinghas a story to tell useven old crossroadsand hatched patternscarved into our heartsif you listenin .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2837247/ CW: Sex http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2829320/ Delicate fruitHolding it against my tongueDisintegratedWe are livingAlways in the placeBetween feast and famineWater everywhereNothing to drinkThe light is too farThe darkness too closeWhen I driveI close my eyes sometimesChallenging the thingsI can't controlControl me!.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2822493/ The void is not just callingit is inside mewhere my heart once wasYour eyes are crashing starsnebulas of bluespace dust on your lipsas you speak deathand lifethe power of your tongueI am pulsating with darknessnothing survives meI am the black holethe parallel linedo no.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2786047/ Temptress speaksI am weak I cannot resist the callSliding down between the daysI find the present momentand I devour it likepredator and preyWhat kind of magic is this who knew you had it in youI am weakcrawling on my kneeskiss your feetworship at the throne of youI c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2780806/ She tempts me like you used tomagic womaneyes like firelips like sinI miss the feeling of my fingerscurled up in your hairthunder storm goddessI still ache for your touchAre there stars where you are?I ask because you alonealways were my moonTake me with the tidethe biggest m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2780803/ CW: depression http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2775050/ CW: self harm http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2770736/ Meet me at the north bendup in the foothillswe will go down lowto the banks of the riverpast the wire fencesand no trespassing signsLet's go down andlisten to the fallsbetween the darknessand the florescentglow of man made lightsGrandmother lets her hair downanywayno matt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2464518/ Drinking the bottomof yesterday morning'spot of coffeeThe morning aftermeeting the bottomof several bottlesTime and spaceare just suggestionssays the little birdtap tap tappingon the windowUntil the cat comesand the bird thinksbetter of itMaybe time and spaceonly exist .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2172240/ The furnace doesn't workbut our house is stillburning down"This is fine,"we say calmlyto ourselvesWe dare not letthe other hearour voiceand while theflames riseever higherwe stay withour tones lowhushedNeither of uswants to bethe first one to scream http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2161618/ Everything starts smallbut lately I feellike I haven't grown at allTiny clumps of bright green mossline my windowsillI imagine they are taunting meespecially when I see blankets of their kincovering trees that are larger thanI ever hoped to beI cower like a kicked dogyet cornered.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2158214/ I, like chaos, cannot control myselfStagnant for so longand suddenlyI am the swell of tidesagainst every rocky shoreand in every fabled stormWithin the hum of the watercollapsing inwardsI lose myselfDrowning under the currentobserving me,observing the sea,fighting ourselves.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2157279/ Anger is pain pretending to be powerfulMy heart flutterswith rageand I lose myselfMy voiceclimbingcracksI crumbleEverything hurtsNo one understandsI thinkmaybe if I could justshow youmaybe if I could justbe anything elsebut trappedin between the flutteringlike.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2152844/ Cabbage patch kidwith a face too widefake smilingI never got the chanceto speakFeatures unwaveringIt doesn't matter whatI'd like to sayMy mouth doesn'tmove that wayRound and softundisciplined no Barbie body herejust stuffingslipping outlike water froman uncleaned gutt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2152843/ It must be so niceto turn your brain offI often wonder whatthat's like while I thinkabout a million little thingsOverwhelmedis the word I would useto describe myselfNot kind or gentle or goodjust burdened by the weightof my own brainjust drowninga slow sinkeven thoughmy t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2151003/ I poke and prod until the skinbecomes looseuntil there is enoughto grab by my teethand I pullI tear the pieceas far as it will godown my thumbimaginingif I could tear itall the wayacross my armuntil the scarsI feel are shownto anyone wholooks at meMaybe they willh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2151001/ She used to take picturesbefore it was coolbefore all the girls defined themselvesas amateur photographersI wonder if she still has any photos of meI keep the one from Halloweenin a chest with my other memoriesSometimes I open it and trifle through my thingsHolding each one in my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2151000/ I went walking in the dead of nightjust to show how brave I amjust hoping some strangermight harass meor worseI'm not afraid of dyingI'm only afraid of living the wayI have beenSolitary confinementin a world of peopleNot a single thing to call my ownexcept for meand I'm not w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2149723/ Cigarettes for breakfastjust like old timesFood tastes like ash anywayLeaves are fallingblowing awayjust like the hopeI used to haveJust like old timesnot the good timesThe things I thought I'dnever do againThe way I feel doesn't matter nownot to me or anyone reallyJu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2149722/ I had a dreamI braided my hairand one braid just fell outWhen I let my hair back downit was all there, seeminglyonly I could tellthat some was missingWhat a strong metaphorfor my loss of strengthNobody but mecan tell how badlyI am losing my battle http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2149717/ Some days I lay on the old bedDreaming that drowningIs just floating in reverseBut maybe it just looks that wayThe stars do not define meNot even the one that lights upHis face in my handsI could never lose thisIt would not slip like sandThrough my fingersLike so many memoriesO.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2120320/ Worthless addictI am the worst kind of woeI scream to the abyss but there is no reply no echoNo there is just me and itStaring and wonderingWho will consume who firstI don't want to keep my voice downI don't want to keep pretendingI want to scream to the abyssIt will not take me .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2117723/ I just want to go fastFaster than they say you shouldUntil all the trees togetherBlurring look like they never stood aloneTeach me to avoid my fleshAll its foolish hungerStrip me of it allI want to feel as different as I am insideTake me to the water's edgeAnd drown meTake it fro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2117721/ I should have taken a showerAn hour ago but I can't get off the floorFeels like we belong to each otherAbsorbing how everything and nothingRevolves around usLike the planets and the fiery hell of the sunI wish I could cool into a white dwarf and disappearFade back into space like a sha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2117021/ Anticipation of the flowersFor where there are flowers there will be fruitImagining myselfGlistening forehead and sticky thighsFingers stained and a happy smileAs the juices spill down my chin Like blood of preySun shining ever faithfulEven in the shade http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2116012/ Show me your broken partsEven though their sharp edgesMay cut us bothI will look upon them and love you stillEven with the ugly strokes life paints usThese jagged piecesShine in the light like diamondsPrayers will not save usEmpty words thrown with hope at the heavensFruitless and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2107875/ I don't really miss it nowI just don't feel at homeLike a plant between potsOr places in the groundDust devils in the desertTheir spirals mirroring the journey of my soulDig me deep and water meI will force myself into the earthAs if she has no choice but to hold me, Despite her be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2103161/ Strange times, strange skiesCan't you feel the earth turn?Listen, slowly and tryI have touched to my lipsThe honey of my hostI cannot return to the place I once wasPull me to you like the tide to the shore,I have shown you the waxing of this moonTake me back to the place where trees .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2092971/ I have been touched by the fireConsumed entirelySpread like the ash Of his cigaretteTo the windThere is no other blaze Which has me weakenedLike a tree struck by lightningThere is only your flameTie me to the stake of youI hunger for your heated breathBreak me on your headb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2073579/ Saint PeterDon't deny me nowI have dragged this bag of bonesFrom the depths of the seaOnwards to the towering hillsWhere light strikes like golden dreamsHere I lay at your feet bereft of any promiseWith nothing to show except the works of my handChastise me if you mustFor I may hav.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2073578/ Already I am so much like the hurricaneGale force winds come to blow your house downThis vortex I have created extols youI have been feeding you small pieces of meJust like the spider, I crawl down your throat each nightTo stitch my web to your windpipeAnd in the morning, your tongue .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2071566/ Our fragile lungs and tiny hearts we do not treat wellWe are just careless grains of sandTepid water flows through my veinsI am not worthy of my own flesh and bloodI would lift you up and place you highOn a pedestal higher than Zeus or HeraYour brilliant mind and perfect fleshGreater.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2071103/ How strange it isThe change of seasonsHow effortlessAnd rightBut I have triedTime and againTo changeIt is not as simpleAs casting offOld leavesOr awakeningIn springHow my mind returnsTo sadnessHow my soul remainsThe darkest black http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2070180/ My rage knows notthe limits of my fleshI will resist until my last breathI will fight until my last dayI will be no man's doormatYou'd have to kill me firstI contain multitudesMy skin is the surface of the earthThe things that have scarred me,marred me and otherwise tried to drow.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2064080/ Growing pains arenot for the faint of heartI am birthing myself, my soulIn a way my mother never couldI am laboringFor my own crowningI will coronate myselfFree of the chains Of the patriarchFree of the burdenOf your desiresI will rule over my ownI breathe inI pushI.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2048627/ You are coming to mewhile I dreamlike you belong therewith words I can't repeatfor fear they'll lose their magicThe quiet sparkle of the nightand the stars tossed in the skyfeel as home to me as I've ever beenI soak it inthis is not just any otherit cannot beI know youI.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2039772/ What a song we can singwhen we lift our voicesYou will still have circlesunderneath your eyeseven if you sleep all the timeI am on trackto never see you againand it makes life seem sopointlessTrapped in a boxlittle boxeslittleboxI would fight my waytooth and nail.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2038853/ The steam rises off the pavementas if to confirm yet again that this is surely hell on EarthDoomed here to roamI feel my immortality my past livesmy past liesall wash over me in waveslike sheets of rainIt is as though I cannot even try to be happyKnowing that everything must,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2038847/ I would let you worship mewhichever way you'd likebut you only seem to callwhen I am sleepingHours spent waiting for a word --what are the chancesof a chance meetingthese days?How I wish, like some mythyou could pour yourself like sandthrough the keyhole of this doorthat se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2036780/ How strangethat someone's facein a photographcan knock the aircompletely from my lungsHe always did leave mewrithing on the floora fish on the banksuffocatingaloneI am back in the water nowlooking up at that shorewondering why I delayedever jumping back inIt is fine.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2035134/ I wonder whenthe wedding is --as if I have a rightIt's not mewho will be standing by his sidedress of whitesmilingIt's not my ringhe will be wearingor my bedhe will be joiningNo it's not my handgrowing oldholding hisWhat are the chancesof being left at the alt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2034565/ You resurrect my heartlike Easter Sundayand I don't know what to dowith the newfounddrumming in my chestWe do our best to hideas if the magic won't find usas if we can't feel the silent tidethat pulls us closermy moon calling to youYour lips are the streamsthat quench the E.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2033410/ I want to tell herthat every time it rains in the summer I still think of her --Those violent thunderclapsremind me of her for eternitywrapped up in her curlsfor a just a moment in this lifetimeBut in the nextI will seek her outand I will pour honeyinto her mouthand I will .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2033408/ There is a single red rosegrowing next to his door stepand half of me considers this to be a signas I sigh and gather myselffor this whirlwindHis smile and his eyesintoxicate me like wineand the pit in my stomachdeepens with each kissuntil I am exposedand this black hole inside.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2032680/ He said it would be betterif he had never met meand wonderswhy I take offense -We are all just childrenmasquerading in thesegrown bodieswith our wrinkles and scarsworn like badgesprobably still hidden somewherein our parents' atticsBut every time we lay ourselvesbare as a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/2030598/ Our torrid love -Violent not with hatredBut with the ferocious graceOf a leopard's killOr of the oceanIn the midst of a whirlpool -Has now dissolvedInto a sad seriesOf Instagram likesAnd unansweredPhonecalls. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/1995628/ Look out your left eyeThen look out your rightDifferent views contained within usThe universe insideGalaxies of synapsesComets of endorphinsStars of serotoninDark matter dopamineVivid behind the veilOpen your third eye andTell me what you seeWe are on opposite sidesHurtling t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moonsong/1955539/