http://slow.writerscafe.org/Jericho The original writings of author Jestice Hansen en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776033692 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Your name is Cowardice.and you cover me in specklesyou show me all of my insecurities,like my thighs..and my freckles..You told me once that everyone could see the way my hips sway,because i wore jean shorts seeing as it was hot that day,i was young and it really shouldn't have mattered..but wh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jericho/1180663/ Words.I never really took the time to acknowledge them,or how yours in particular tend to stick to me,although,they`re just words, i know,they`re just words from a host, some ignorant ghost- but whyi have to know. they tend to seep out of you now,like the jar is full to the top and over fl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jericho/1180586/ you always know what to sayits like the words formulate in a sentence coated with honey and sugar as music to my ears in the most humble way,when I'm pain, when my heart is heavy,you cover the words in morphine and they soak into my chest to take it away,its so heavy,and the pain is lifted.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jericho/1176401/ She cried tears of gold,and i never told her how the road that she walked on went on for another 60 years or so,in good health,and prosperity,but she looked up at me to say "i know I'm young..""But this war wages and asks for soldiers i don't have and strength i don't carry with these..Arms.."Lookin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jericho/1175700/ my hearts been broken but with all I have i go forward,the bandage is ripping and i haven't the time to stop,but good god how i want to stop.fall the the ground, feel my knee's drop,to the earth and ask god why i bear this heavy chest,ever since we spiraled I wonder what has ever been the best,for m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jericho/1172728/ her hands are cold as they reach for warmer touchan eternity of reaching and never receiving what she perceives to be enoughso she settles for so much less, yet see's it as priceless paradise at its best, but its not, never. the fall was cold to her, like the winter, her dre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jericho/1165377/ I beg for you to hear me,Excuse me sir, but I'm more than some broken, idled insecurity.But dare you judge me. You'll rage on, your battles vary in severity,Damn your cowardice imagination,I wish to burn your opinions individually. Don't look at us like were the ones who do wrong,&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jericho/1059588/ As i sit and watch this match burn, it reminds me of when we met, to strike the red across the strip,it's like the spark we used to have.It ignites so quick and vibrant, it sends my nerves astray, the beauty of unknowing, as the wood is set to flame.It's like the first time .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jericho/1058975/ The stars are so bright tonight, The tree's are pretty this time of year,And you're pretty for away right now,And i wish that you were here.There's just one star that's brighter than all of the rest,And that one reminds me of you,So i'll light another cigarette,And regret not knowing .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jericho/1056402/ I hate the sound of breaking, like nails dragged across a slate, The irritating sickness installed in my already crippled brain,they told me never to intertwine matters of the heart with matters of the mind, but i'll sit here and tell you one thing my son, the decisions i made were not min.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jericho/1054153/