http://slow.writerscafe.org/AcrossTheNight The original writings of author That Black Bat Licorice en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776031144 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Some of the most memorable creatures from Norse Mythology come creeping out of the shadow of Ragnarok. Their physical forms have changed, but at what cost? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AcrossTheNight/1856437/ The first time we kissedwas the only timeI knew for sureThat it was my face you picturedAs our lips touchedEyes closedand your hand on my cheekA couple of inches lowerIs where it should have beenSo you could have saved timeand squeezed the lifeRight out of me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AcrossTheNight/1840141/ In reply to: rude-a*s people. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AcrossTheNight/1840136/ Something for your sweet tooth, inspired by the poetry of Charles Bukowski. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AcrossTheNight/1840115/ A reply: to the people who stare at me on the street. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AcrossTheNight/1840108/ A short story/drabble I wrote after reading a bunch of Raymond Carver. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AcrossTheNight/1596588/ The sunlight is a rainbow of tongues lapping at my delicate skin,Warm and lucid,It runs through my veins.The summer scent of camphor and eucalyptus grows poignant,As I close my weary eyes I think I hear dawns lullaby slowly humming...Slowly pacing.Stems of thick and thin caress each cell,Their blade.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AcrossTheNight/1123752/ Red 40. Slow.A woman wipes her child's nose with an over-sized hanky.The sun makes everything over-sized,Makes everyone shrink.Windows with old fashioned wooden shutters.A woman gets on with a spring of sun-kissed hair,She flips it once, twice, countless timesand checks her reflection in a compact.S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AcrossTheNight/1123745/ A poem I wrote a while ago, please review/comment. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AcrossTheNight/1107214/