http://slow.writerscafe.org/GuinessGirl The original writings of author GuinessGirl en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776342686 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I once met a man named Drew.He loved his wife and wore shiny black shoes.We talked for hoursOf kings and cowardsOf lovers, and liars, and you.He wanted to live,But had nothing to give.Felt nothing he said was the truth.I told him love was alive,He said God was dead.Convinced hi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GuinessGirl/274693/ I once met a man named Drew.He “loved his wife” and wore black shoes.We talked for hoursOf kings and cowardsOf lovers, and liars, and you.He wanted to live,But had nothing to give.The next morning Drew shot himself. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GuinessGirl/274691/ The whisking breeze blows by thoughtsUncontrollable to me. I try to catchThem as they fly, but they moveToo fast; not for me. MaybeSomeday I could under-Stand how they work,But for now all ICan do is sit,And Wait. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GuinessGirl/274689/ We stand.    Cows in the wet.        Grass under the trees.They leave their necks to    Pull, lifting down.        We over the truck,Slow down the road    To the front. &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GuinessGirl/274688/ Glass through the fabric    Imposterized and ruined    Moved by subtle loneliness.Smell of midnight.Darkness of closed shutters on the beaten floor.A champagne bottle, the cork    Popped off, it’s ruined.The key is lying - And the&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GuinessGirl/274687/        Pale and freckly,Callous, yet smooth and gentle.  Thin & knobby.                         Knuckles hairy.      .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GuinessGirl/274685/ Hair, makeup, wardrobe.        Put out the cigarette.        Make a coffee.                         Make everyone laugh.&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GuinessGirl/274684/ One may think time tells us where to go.No one but yourself really knowsEveryone knows where to turn, there’s nowhere to go.Do you think you know this time?Almost never will you be rightYet things will fall as they may.Almost gave up, andThen realized one simple fact.Apat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GuinessGirl/274682/     Eleven minutes to midnight    Orion’s belt gleaming above us.    The air tastes of rains past;        The smell of fresh cut grass.    A timid light appears within.    She dre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GuinessGirl/274681/ Buzz of the warm microwave,And shaking wooden table beneath it.Glide of my sister’s walker on hardwood floor,Trying desperately to follow my mother around.Hum of air-conditioner in my bedroom window,Cooling my bed for hot summer nights.    Ring of telephone, my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GuinessGirl/274680/ Living by candlelight is no way to surviveYou can never see clearlyOr distinguish what’s in the shadows as safeThe corners of rooms disappearPeople’s faces can easily hide the truthLiving in question and fear is no way to surviveYou can never think clearlyOr distinguish w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GuinessGirl/274679/ have you ever wondered     what heartbreak was about?an action so simple     can make you feel lower     than the last kid picked     for kickball,or realizing you’ve left     your wallet at home &.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GuinessGirl/274678/     A little girl     sits in the sand.    Plays with her toys.    Mommy warns her     not to touch the bugs.                A little girl sits   &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GuinessGirl/274676/ Where are your glasses?Where is your jacket and tie?Why is my test score so pleasing to the eye?I’ve found our eyes meet often,More often than not.Did you notice my paper’s latenessOr simply have forgot?You always choose meTo answer questions on the board.You want to se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GuinessGirl/274672/