http://slow.writerscafe.org/smart_jock35 The original writings of author Clark en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776021731 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The halls in the school were darkthe chalkboards long erasedthe playgrounds all were empty the buses ceased to runapples rotted on the desksof teachers long forgottenbook pages ripped and shreddedbroken pencils on the ground.The halls in the school were darkand not a child made a s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smart_jock35/432963/ A visit from her love goes terribly awry. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smart_jock35/400596/ Caitlin breathed deeply through her nose to keep from panicking. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smart_jock35/382568/ Couple kids on a road trip...important questions are asked...but are the answeres found? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smart_jock35/382242/ a poem about laundry. :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smart_jock35/375781/ This is the story I just finished for my fiction class. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smart_jock35/372338/ It was so cold, so dark. 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