http://slow.writerscafe.org/kiddogirl7 The original writings of author Kiddo en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776072693 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 No two look quite alikeDifferent shapes, different sizesThey're almost like snowflakesDifferent colors, different materialsDifferent degrees of feeling left in themThese are the hearts of men who loved meI keep them all in a tiny box under my bedI pull them out now and againRecount a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kiddogirl7/248951/ DOA.They took one look at him and scowled, asking the driver why he was here and not the morgue.Well look at him! He’s stone cold.What about the autopsy? What about it?He had TB. And apparently some enemies. So send him to the morgue.Bodies, the smell of gunpowder, and screamin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kiddogirl7/229010/ Scribblings, BibblingsNot even remotely sensical ramblingsThoughts and fearsTruths hidden behind lies and equivocationsThe genius succumbs to madnessConfined to these walls of whiteThe musings of a madwomanAre the poetry for the agesWe take her words and for a sort of dogmaIn our c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kiddogirl7/212864/ Lying wide awake in the darkHeartbeats break the silenceFlat on your backStaring upImagine handsSliding up your thighsDistorted imagesUnparalled delightWrap yourself in night's cloak of darknessNothing can save you now, CaseopiaInhaleThe smoke takes me awayLike a cloud or a d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kiddogirl7/212853/ Shift in your seat and pretend not to noticeShe's back again, always lurking in his mindShe'll never go away. She'll never fully leave him.Her image persistantly floats in his headThe mention of her nameYour heart freezesTry not to let it showShift in your seat and pretend not to notic.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kiddogirl7/212834/ dead memoriesblank faceshibernationnew casesold younew meblinking eyesdon't seenew friendsold strangerstime flowstelling dangersonce barenow concealedtrue colorsare revealedempty thoughtsdistant placeswith blank memoriesand dead faces http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kiddogirl7/212820/ I long for days that don't existExcept for in the corners of my memoryLost in a world of kissesAnd dreams of you and meLike we used to be...Before...I reside in a world of nightSearching for the pieces of you in my dreamsTrying to mend the shattered imagesPuzzle pieces, interlockin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kiddogirl7/200098/ Her body shuddered. Grabbing the back of his neck, she pulled his head up to her mouth for a kiss. The kiss broke and she stayed there for a moment, straddling him in the bed that was much too small for this kind of lovemaking, reveling in the feel of him inside of her. A sl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kiddogirl7/200084/ Afraid of the dark. She was still afraid of the dark. And now it was all that was left to her. Darkness meant you couldn’t defend yourself. You couldn’t know what was coming, what was hiding... or waiting to pounce in the shadows. This isn’t pitch black, but it is a world made of s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kiddogirl7/200069/ i lie awake in your arms at night and i wonder- how i came to be here. so perfect in your arms, like they were made to hold meneither one of us feels the otherness anymorethe empty otherness that we feel when we are alone and try to ignore but often persists against usyou smoothed away .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kiddogirl7/200049/ underneath the leaves and dirt and dust of forgotten memoriesi found a picture of you and metaken in bed with a disposable cameralong before i thought our relationship was disposableyou looked so beautifuland i looked happyi thought i had destroyed all evidenceremoved any proof th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kiddogirl7/200037/ the air was filled with smoke and promisesdark corners made the cozy spot for secret illicit encountersher lips were red and her eyes were darkand he was looking at her like he loved herlike he wanted her...the longing penetration of his gaze was electrifying...they all looked at her tha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kiddogirl7/200034/ he kissed her goodnight and the snow danced around herthis beautiful snowglobe she'd confined herself to felt restrictiveclosed off and suffocatingor maybe he'd just taken her breath awaywalking up the stairs got the blood circulating through her legsthe hallways were silent and stillshe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kiddogirl7/200031/ for the man who knew it all... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kiddogirl7/200028/