http://slow.writerscafe.org/josljess21 The original writings of author Jessica J en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776020026 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 As a child the darkness lureA many monstrous gazeWorry gripped my joints, be sure And in my heart for days. I walked then ran from beasts Come chasing me for roast.My bones the perfect size in feast, My blood warmed fine for toasts. Despite my fear, my love for nightHeld steadf.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/1818139/ Blank white is the paper that's soon filled with wordsA pure white design mixed timidly with thoughtWe taint even a new space, with dark sharp curvesWant only expression through each letter birthed.'F**k you' is vulgarity when really you mean 'Love me'.Attention for your scorched sour da.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/1778174/ You are the glass Window to an idea It spreads and balances Each turn creates a frame. I see it click, slideshow style reel Glimpses and glances Of quoted advances. And yet it bleeds through Red ink blotting out White shrine. Clear you've hit solid Struck shockwaves that Be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/1699339/ I wait for a phone that does not ringWarmth that does not shroudTears that do not fallA disappearance that does not employDarkness that doesn’t surround.In my hazy delivery of a page of all thoughtsI have forgotten if you care to hearIf surprised you are at all... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/1684351/ Break me with your slow goodbyeSlay me with a lookSlake me with a lullabyReplace what was took.Promise me a day by dayEternity and Love,Then walk away as gently as you cameNo push or shove.Shed a tear in reading thisAnd call me now a liar…By standing th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/1684350/ The melody it sits with me as I stare at this pageWords refuse to emerge as I wait for days and daysMusic that resides in the margins of your lettersIs written for the times when I refuse to feel better. Carve out an ancient scroll upon which I sit and stayI know that th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/1657139/ He carries the weight hard in his heartHeld sharply with rocks and with twine.Should ever a place More quickly delayA growth or a hope He's inside.Each morning he wakes  with shards in his throatHe swallows but ne'er do they clear.The pain and the doubt still reside in his chestIt grips him mos.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/1646855/ My outer layer is a mask and hides all my darkIt’s like a sheath for my heart, a veil I choose what permeates; cheese cloth with a valveWithout my permission, no entry is given I close it off, shut you out, change the tune Unbidden on my part, the valve broken it s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/1621887/ Into and out of, we part on such sorrowNo person to come, not one to borrowEach struggle we pass, each deliberate fallBeats certain war drums, an age old call.Inside a dark room, halfway lightUp each step we go, each forgone fightWe trudge through harmful, painful shockSearch relief .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/1612456/ Wheels stuck on pavementRolling over, over, overBumping along towards homeAs she gets closer a waveThrows over, pulling herUnder, through, aroundHer eyes strain to pictureDriving this roadLiving this life, lonelyDays between connectionWeeks between embracesYears before co.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/1603948/ Curiosity of detachment A change of environmentShaping and engagingHarboring an excitementGet myself lost onA side street or mileWalk lonely on Finding identityWaiting and waiting  Empty bed greets me Curled safely in sheetsCool breeze blows i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/1600829/ A singular intention of heredity and fameComes slightly unbidden; fruit to wilt and stirLow hanging branches wait patiently for changeHe rolls back and forth from easy to inspiredI’ll walk lightly in; tread even lighter stillDon’t wake up the same Shame Cr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/1597764/ Inside the darkest parts, a cureHumility resides, disintegrates our prideRealization impregnates our interiorDevoid our substance if left unfedYour darkest parts are dredgedYou show it to me gentlyLaying all your cuts and bruisesUnprotected, situated bareOur cracks fit together .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/1586609/ Spindles and spirals and worries of timeHarden our soft spots discharge our rhymeTightly I stay wound up on a poiseInternal chimes pay tithe without noiseChanges inside me lay each question bareKnots upon tightropes in hard sharp despairWaiting and waiting and waiting for moreHardly .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/1586607/ The thought Comes into my head UnwarrantedWithout inviteI can’t help but entertainCalming, soothing… Without any pressureThinkingWork WorryPain is gone I am no longer A burdenA heartbreak.No longer Someone .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/1251971/ A slow soothing burnRides right down my spine.A sweet stench stallsSo softly you shine.In wonder, in roamInterior doors.We crawl and contortLie flat on the floorWhere sweat starts to runAnd slides on our limbsWhere moans turn to criesTurns to sitting on pinsI quick catch your tasteIt soaked thru my .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/1249347/ A first for me...not even sure what category to put it under. I normally deal in prose and poetry, but am delving into the world of chapter/short-stories. This has turned into something much more than I expected and would love feedback on it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/480478/  The chair next to your bedbecomes my homeAn infomercial asks me if I am happywith my flab and I almost sob aloud Pale and thin, you draw breathcarefully, painfullyI watch each intake1, 2, 3, 4...how many seconds betweeneachbreath? We can't talk about .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/465519/ Before we begin Deliberate roadsOur story is already OverThe pure and delicious Mystery of a loveStill unwrittenGets itself lost withinA sharp and cuttingShameLet's continue our DenialExcuse our indecisionPretend we're Untethered Available to becomeIntwinedWe keep.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/465488/ Delicately balanced teeter-totter of stringsAcross the bow of silence coordinating a feeling Each time deliberateEach time differentEach time crushing Can you reach over me deliver the blow a little Softer next time each "no" chips foun.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/465484/ Relentless wind blows circularThe branches with long tendrils Like twisted, crooked wireSeem tentatively attached at bestWith a serpentine spineThey bend and bowForgetting posture of rootSuccumbing to fluidityEven without rhythmThere is a tendency to swayGrabbing hold of thin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/465482/ Something inside is changing,Rearranging and engagingWithin me a gleam of lightCreep into bowels and crawlContorting my rise to a fallWhile I'm trapped; locked uptightShould judgment entertainAnd faint hand refrainThe caged bird singsdespiteAnd though my times quite cau.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/465480/ In whines and tears she describesA distraught memory of yesterday.Without blinking, I have acknowledgedAnd allowed this outburst.How it's me she's decided to turn to,I'll never know. It carries me and drops down,Back two thousand yearsTo a time i sworeI would never.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/294541/ Goofy...not my style. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/292966/ And even though I have consistentlytried to ignore this warm,tightness in my stomach,it continues. And I know the consequences,but the thought of telling youhow I conjure you in my dreams,remains. And whenever we come close to touching,excitedly, I come closerto bre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/292931/ When I was standing in the warm, wet grass,Feeling it come up between my toes,And too much blood was rushing to my head,All that would come to mind was a desperate feeling. A long, thin blade sat lingering along my foot,Riding for free in the exploding night air.I would have twist.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/286966/ And I question, without you would there be me?We have existed for so long in a house, a car, a yard.There is no signal to notify when the ride is over...An understanding exists that places us in the constantOf fixing and organizing and rearranging.Always us, never me.Always them, never s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/286961/ I wrote this when I was about 15 years old, (I am 26 now) but I love it and it is one of the best pieces I have written, but would love to revisit it and rework it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/269059/ coded with an underlying expression,your devious intent falls on deaf ears.I am cornered and condemned without a rope to climb outtight-lipped refrain generates this disregard andyourspent.you've lost your last dollar in the self-concept that you requireI ache for&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/268986/ Demonstrating a sense of knowledgeMakes my sorrow somewhat less…A selling of the truthTo the unconcerned.I really shouldn't be so purple and weak…A yellow is fading. Even if I am shiny and bright, it is a rouse.Warmness is a façade and develops quickly&helli.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/268976/ Running,That is all that sounds good to me...Running,From the workAnd the peopleAnd the time.I just want to get in my car and flyOr get in my head and fly,Whichever is easiest.This noise is teaching me thatSilence would be agreeable(something that I have dreaded.) His .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/268962/ This poem is about my mom and the abusive relationship that we shared. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/josljess21/268960/