http://slow.writerscafe.org/Jaclyn The original writings of author Jaclyn en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776007331 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 One of the simplest reasons assault victims don't come forward is they fear this reaction. Please be warned, this could be extremely triggering for rape/sexual assault survivors. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jaclyn/2017403/ An attempt to speak about struggles with depressive episodes http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jaclyn/2016650/ I watched her thereWeeping but not brokenThe crowd chantingMouths wide openThe image burned in my brain,The stirring of hope whenEmma spoke then.The beauty of youthMarred by griefCaused by a manWho was a thief.He stole livesShattered bones and teethStole innocence with his evil beneath.People though.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jaclyn/2016647/ Until I figure out a title, these initials will have to do. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jaclyn/509563/ After Hours Waiting                I wonder when the party will begin.  It can’t possibly start until all the people not in my social circle leave, but none of the outsiders are in a hurry to trade the c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jaclyn/507564/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jaclyn/507562/ For Chris http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jaclyn/459725/ Will I ever see the truth?When will this confusion end?When shall I see who should be a loverAnd who should be a friend? I long to tell youAll these secret things,To leave you aloneAnd see what my future brings. Then I look into your blue, blue eyes,Those ne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jaclyn/454779/  Addicted I thought I had it under control,This addiction wrapped in chains,Buried, drowned, smothered in dark and deep waters,The part of me that craved a fixI was convinced had long since died.I never forgot how it felt to be high,Never wanted to feel those lows again,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jaclyn/452519/ Drug Dealers and Overeaters��������I don't consider myself to be a wildly attractive woman, nor do I believe by any means that I am a hideous beast destined to scare off every decent-looking, intellig.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jaclyn/339049/ Your kisses covered me like wildflowers,Persistent and bright and sweet.You held me loosely,As if your flowers would be crushed,Their fragile beauty ravaged.I knew they would eventually turn into weeds,And then to choking, stinging dust,But my arms clung to you anyway,Wanting my body.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jaclyn/326650/ I told you I wanted To be your friend,But the bald truth wasI couldn't bear to see us end.I told you liesThat I approvedOf the sordid placeTo which we moved.I desired to be your number one,But I am stripped bare,And it's obvious we're done.Now the truth is clear,That I loat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jaclyn/325080/ I remember dreaming of you,Your soft hands like silken clothOr heavy cream,Pouring over my curves,Whispering against my skin.I stretched beneath you,Long and lithe,My hair splayed across white cotton pillows,A shower of fine molten gold.Your honeyed tongue and consuming kissesBla.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jaclyn/322116/ This is for a contest...how you get over a broken heart... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jaclyn/246252/ It comes in lustful flashes,Rather than one fluid memory:Ducking off the path to kiss,Fearing that the creepy neighborsWould witness our tryst.Your body, pale and illuminatedBy distant city lights and Muted, blurry moon,River water like midnight ink rushingBy the docks,A whisperi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jaclyn/226076/ This poem was for a contest: Write a letter to someone you once loved asking for one more chance. It didn't win, but I was proud of it cuz I suck at rhyming. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jaclyn/226066/ I fell down the stairs today.The left ankle buckled sideways,Hinge to a trapdoor,Tossing my body to the basement floor,Head clapping against the wallBefore form sprawled like a starfish,Legs and arms in symmetrical points,A living compass.I swam in startled confusion,Sky walls an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jaclyn/219059/ I find it strange,PeculiarThat a deadened, empty mindPersists in echoing volatile protestLET ME OUT! LET ME OUT!!A brilliant intellectPainted overBright beauty blanketed byDull hue. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jaclyn/219055/ Well, this was a dream sequence that I wrote originally on Writer's Cafe after some revisions on a journal poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jaclyn/206907/ Your kiss gently drew at my heart,Suckling at loving valves.Atrophied muscles released with quivers,Gasping in soft finalityBefore failing me,Paralyzed to resist your contagious sweetness. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jaclyn/206858/