http://slow.writerscafe.org/smp971 The original writings of author jusssst me en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776221280 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 My soul was out walking in the woods one dayIt came across a willowFrom inside the dark hallowed willow came a soundA keening wail, which should have awakened the gods…Should there be any…..Deafened my ears,had I any,Sliced my hearthad I possessed one…... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smp971/312362/ There is steel in my spinePurpose to my stepI am bold and fearlessI can do anything I wishBy day there is sunBy night the starsMy universe is at peaceMy soul pays no priceThere are no demons that chase meThere is not pain that eviscerates my inner childI am awake, my bl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smp971/312361/ Today I awoke to the smell of rotting flesh in my nose.Today, images of a rotting human, conceived from a life of pain, despair and agony, are filling my head.Today I feel the powerful fall.Today I care for the rotted human, the weak human that holds me in a powerful nightmare.Today .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smp971/312360/ Today I did not wake to the smell of rotting flesh in my nose.Today, No images of a rotting human, conceived from a life of pain, despair and agony, are filling my head.Today I do not feel the powerful fall.Today I have no care for the rotted human, the weak human that once held me in a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smp971/312359/ I close my eyes against the brilliance of a noonday sunMy head tilts back, I smile, my skin warming under the golden raysUnbidden, in that noonday sun, memories of you flood my senses. Two chairs, one for you one for me.The sun in your eyesThe smile on your beautiful face.The stre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smp971/312358/ I want to wear beadsI want them hanging from my body like a dressWrapped around my neck, draped from my shouldersThey fall to my thighs  Molding my bodyAs I walk barefooted across the rough sandI feel the cool rounded surface of those beads They gently glide .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smp971/312357/ I existYou look at meYou see right through meYou touch meYou do not feel meI hold out a handYou do not see itI smileYou look away I frownYou disregard itI speakYou do not hearI cryYou pay no mindI rantYou ignore  Can I t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smp971/312356/