http://slow.writerscafe.org/alchemisjah The original writings of author Jason Henry en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775991228 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 If I was a girlI know exactly what kindof vagina I'd have:A dead hibiscus;Yawning, stretching its major labiumto the sunlight,Then succumbing to nightwithout water, sun;Without soil, without fun.It's sensitive but eager enoughto at leastconsider growthbut separation from consciousness,the rend from .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alchemisjah/1437111/ a combined forty-eight years experiencein romantic inexperience.a new girlwith a new throat.she handed methe clandestine candle.an awkward apathy,a cool anxiety.life has suggestedfriendship first,sex second.but i don't force small talk.i silently questionher prescription to indifferenceand hope no o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alchemisjah/1248405/ the author's getting waaay too comfortable. this was something he wrote for himself. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alchemisjah/1238157/ I've always likedThese city nights.Issey Miyake variant,Dancehall blaring to reveal my insecurities,And the blessed oral fixation.Why I would hope to find my soul mate here,Not even God knows.But that is not why I'm here.It is waste management:The disposal of unnecessary.Sacreligious yet sacrosanct .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alchemisjah/1234873/ Derivative reds,But no salt scent.And no end to the sand-fly's bite.It is the end for this paralian.Clandestine is such a pretty wordFor something surreptitiousAnd reminds one of whyShe must steal awayJust to experience.When she is fully present,She wants to be with the worldAnd concurrently alone.W.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alchemisjah/1227455/ my efforts after a hiatus of renewal... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alchemisjah/597382/ im still tryin to regain my licence...in the meanwhile, an unreleased one... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alchemisjah/401910/ please don't run from it :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alchemisjah/323412/ foray because i don't talk about time travel and forgot the semantics of romance... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alchemisjah/323381/ Enough vegetation to suggest negligence;I reside within the cumulonimbus giftAfter climbing Jacob's ladder.While in awe, on the back of this bird of paradiseI overhear the artificial's apology.For here, there are leaves drilled by caterpillar dreams,but they dare not tamper with the indi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alchemisjah/316135/ my first poem... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alchemisjah/315591/ This, an existence I never knew.Porque do you pertrude?Interrupting my game of rock, paper, hedgeclipper....ah. 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