http://slow.writerscafe.org/Tracybree The original writings of author Rambling Mind en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776041471 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The desert in and of itself was notoriously dangerous. Try to think of it as  the playground for all kinds of alien creatures.  During the day the desert was at its most dangerous.  No one knows exactly how many things made their way here during the first heatwave, but it is almo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tracybree/472790/ TOILETOverdrafted accountswith no money coming inno food in the fridgeand a hungry kidhouse is a messIm distressedand the whole world is going down the toilet The cars acting upIm geeting sickand tiredMarriage is brokenim smokingagainand the whole world is going do.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tracybree/274813/ "I hope four bottles of tequila is enough!" Bree giggled as her brown curly hair bounced around on her tan shoulders and face. "I hope that it is." Shane took his hands off the wheel in another attempt to steal it away  before Vanessa or Andy could hoard it for them.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tracybree/273574/ The engine cranked over and spun pulling and kicking up dust behind worn tires and a rotted shell of steel.  The desert highway roled out in front of them turning only when it felt like it, exposing more expanses of nothing.  Baren landscape gave way to mirage making heat and the air .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tracybree/270809/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tracybree/270795/ Words are lost to the silence and feelings are held captiveand the mind stops thinking only to sense if it is still alive Thoughts sway in the wind and the mind tosses roundand the breath pauses softly only to sense if it is still alive Because this neverend.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tracybree/270024/ I remember!!The first time I wanted to be thinner!!The inner need and desire to be free and entire.I was 12 years oldI felt lost and out of control.Unable to shift my weight and escape from the new  and the old.The helpless rhetoric of a new found perfection A new inspiring direct.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tracybree/267130/ Me when i'm madWhat a s****y frame of mind----that makes me scream and cry.-----My fists are clenched------------my teeth they grind.----- mundane thoughts and random rhymes----- float through prepared time.----So collective and yet deceptive are the ones that I have met.-----But so flimsy and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tracybree/267125/ For an Irish guy I once knew and adored http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tracybree/267123/ Why I cant love!hey you! Yah, you over there.You got a problem with me.whats the matteryou dont like what you see. You dont remember me.Why must you stare at me.at me.With those black eyes and your devlish stare.You want to beefout here on the street,cause I got some things to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tracybree/267120/ Walking out on normalicy http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tracybree/267062/ Dear Diary,                                                &.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tracybree/267051/ WHY?  I keep thinking....why won't he touch me?....hold me?....write poems about me? Why is it that all these years....I can't make it work between us? I can't seem to hold onto that love that he used to have for me...why? Why wont he just stop pretending...if he is.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tracybree/267049/ They thump inside mestretching and pullingThey thump inside me Shattered peices of a split level reality They scream inside mespeaking truths unveiledThey scream inside me The truthful words of who am I me They know the real mescarcely able to breatheT.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tracybree/266667/