http://slow.writerscafe.org/skeletalmartyr The original writings of author skeletalmartyr en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776043875 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 for my brother. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skeletalmartyr/1070782/ you are the lingering if something sweeton my cheeks.your presence here is the third layer of a nesting doll. there is an inkwell image of you Engraved into the underside of my lungs. ~And you are the scripture stapled to my chest. the "in, out" pattern of my breathing: the m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skeletalmartyr/1067404/ numbed against the reality, I find myself. Your words are the lingering bullets painting the walls, with the blood of Boot Camp beginners. ~Machanics are far too tenichinal foryour taste, but the taste is too sweet for you to resist. Never have I wanted you to stay within these.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skeletalmartyr/1067396/ The asylum latches my lunges to chains of a rusted anchor. The insomnia keeps the marrow in my bones from wandering.to the martyrs recreating scaffolding, I am not a skeletal army of glass ribcages. But you are a window that can be seen,not touched.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skeletalmartyr/1067385/