http://slow.writerscafe.org/sndgrdn4 The original writings of author sndgrdn4 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776024960 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 We base our lives on our desires and on our fears. Our other emotions seem to fall under the wing of our dsesires, which then intertwines with our fears.We've all surcum to our desires, and fallen to the knees of our fears. Desire is the name we give to the imposter that resides among our needs. F.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sndgrdn4/424013/ R.I.P. James Dean http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sndgrdn4/357263/ For great granddad http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sndgrdn4/307195/ ‘I. Introduction’Death. A word that has torn families, countries, and even men. A bitter word that feels so cold as it passes the lips of the ones who are left behind. Most everyone who has stood in front of an open casket has felt the sting deep inside their stomach. Staring at the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sndgrdn4/307065/ Free verse, no pattern. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sndgrdn4/303372/      The muddy, thick water was still below the rotted trees, the top of which seemed to block out the night sky. Haunting sounds rang through the darkness of the swamp, as the fog swept over the dreary land,  The ground was almost pure mud, mold covered the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sndgrdn4/302978/