http://slow.writerscafe.org/JenniferLiz The original writings of author Jennifer Elizabeth en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776073825 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Inhalation,pure elation.Don't undervalue meditation.Vacation from the medicationand numbness of reality.Troubles double when you fumblewith what you can't control Fill your lungs with love& nothing less,but nothing more than breathLet everything go& all that's le.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JenniferLiz/420367/ Where are the answers for which I crave?All nestled snuggly in a freshly dug grave.  For whom & for what does this foul heart beat?Smashed up and dirty from strong fingers & feet.  Where goes the warmth when the world makes it rounds?It hardens and darke.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JenniferLiz/347124/ I can see them starving,hear them crying,watch them dying. I can say I'm thankful,that I'm lucky,but I'm lying. I can hear them singing,see them spinning,watch them grinning. I never know who's got it,who is losing?who is winning? I can say I'.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JenniferLiz/347118/ Perception is the illusion of an over-worked brainPoor brain, reallyWhen you think about how hard it worksEvery daySo often being wrong,Over-poweredUnderestimatedMisunderstoodAnd it just keeps on goingPeople try to comprehend why the world is always going madWhy so many minds wan.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JenniferLiz/347020/ Between Satin and Suede lay two lost renegadesResponding to instincts older than manSearching for pleasure in a passionate endeavorGrasping onto each other as hard as they can Outside of this room are souls lost in the gloomOf day to day living by people's demandsFor it's the sinn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JenniferLiz/337484/ I was given a random photograph & told to make it into a story. This is the result. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JenniferLiz/330039/  I know what I don’t want to beI’m not afraid to die aloneI won’t forget my way back homeAnd everything I love is free I find pleasure in the simplest thingsLike dancing in a flowing skirtAnd kneeling down into the dirtTo tease a stray cat with a string.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JenniferLiz/326013/ a memoir http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JenniferLiz/324961/  Karma says he’ll somehow get youFor every little prank you pullKarma says he’s watching, waitingTo knock you down a peg or two He will get even for your wrong doingsAnd praise you for your good deeds doneKarma’s standing, ever patientAnywhere you try to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JenniferLiz/324911/  Home, for me, is tuckedDeep inside a chain of soft rolling hills.The people here call them mountains,But these people know little elseAnd revel in the meagerness of these aged,Worn,And eroded landforms. A homeland security that few could understandUnless born and raise.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JenniferLiz/318113/              In a warm, unfamiliar living room, two people sit adjacent to each other. The couch he lays comfortably across is pure white, matching the loveseat where she is perched. She's taking in his every breath, watching his chest ex.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JenniferLiz/316735/ Another wasted second chance. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JenniferLiz/316538/ Written a few years back, in response to the Patriot Act http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JenniferLiz/316511/ this is a good moment for honestyfor as this moment passesit passes with such clarity a touch of vulnerabilitywith a twinge of perfect chemistrythe melting away of misery& achieving of a destiny in the passing of this memoryi will not curse the ironynor will i clu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JenniferLiz/316030/