http://slow.writerscafe.org/kricketts The original writings of author Kori Ricketts en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776215990 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 title is tenative... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kricketts/281264/ putting together a portfolio http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kricketts/263894/ work in progress http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kricketts/243069/ something new... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kricketts/242394/ Its not the revoultuion thats powerful, its the people in it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kricketts/241180/ im so long winded so i challenged myself to write a complete short story withing one type-written page. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kricketts/235793/  As I am,here,now,at this exact moment,is the woman I am to be:with minor modifications accordingly.So I introduce me to you.Kori.With a 'k'o-r-i,not a 'y'.I am me.Humbly.Born in Jamaica,migrated to the USA,with Ricketts blood in my veins.Many are angered.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kricketts/220702/ being in love is hard...being replaced by love is harder http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kricketts/220432/  torn between want and needperplexed by inhibitonsirrtated by insecurities.starting here,everything I do is purposefuleverything I say has meaningeverything I visualize is reality.Love and all its exhausting pleasuresis now...A figment.No longer a fixationan infatuat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kricketts/220430/  open your eyes and envision things that eyes can't fathom.A place where trees don't grow and the air is still.Escape.To an area that bombards you with cacophonous sounds and forces you to inhale the stigmas of life and liberty.Sample a cube of another’s misery, and allow its sw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kricketts/220426/  I don’t write love poemsOr read them for that matter.The love of which they speak is not one I wish to acquire or even desire.Stanzas lined with confusionBlissful lies that confuse and entrap intellect and scorn the independentPages filled with clichés of red roses and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kricketts/220424/  Speak to me...As i speak to you through signs.Confess your secrets through vibrations of your spine and the jittering of your lips.Speak to me...As I speak to you one on one.Invite me into your soul as i wander through your womanhood, venturing to higher plateaus.Speak to me..... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kricketts/220422/  Walking, Falling, Gone WalkingYour back has become so familiar,I yearn it more than your face.Your hair cascades unto your shoulders and a stranger you have become.Your not who I once loved, knew, yearned.But,Yet, even still, you are who I love, know and yearn. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kricketts/220420/  My vision has been altered,My mind now perplexed.The plan that seemed so set in stone, the love that seemed untouchable…Has been touched. Did I want her to leave…noDid I push her to leave…maybe My path of sanity has been eroded by love, loss, an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kricketts/220419/  I hate youI stare at you,Cringe at the sight.I hate your hair;So nappy and thick.I hate your skinSo dark and dry.Hate your thick lips and all that they kiss.I hate you and anything that you will ever be.I hate you.I hate you because you are me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kricketts/220418/ not yet finished...yea its a pattern..lol http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kricketts/220417/ I think im done with it...made subtle changes... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kricketts/220415/ not quite finished yet... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kricketts/220411/ my first completed short story http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kricketts/220408/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kricketts/174611/