http://slow.writerscafe.org/skeletonkey The original writings of author kaycee en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776038634 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15   rainand wind and parking meters,trafficand city and the other drivers,youand me and our cloth jackets,puddlesand trash and the promise of blankets,umbrellasleft in back seats,skinnywallets, expensive phones,linkedarms and unplanned poems,thinkingcof.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skeletonkey/726034/ re-worked from Wallace Stevens' "The Idea of Order at Key West" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skeletonkey/726032/ To me, this pooling blood is emptyAnd nothing ties you to me,Strings and webs winding,As it turns out,No contract is binding.And I'm floating you gently out to sea. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skeletonkey/548371/ i wrote the wordslike i was surebecause i knew something,i knew who you were.but i am a liar,a fool and fake.i know i knew nothing;i made a mistake. 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