http://slow.writerscafe.org/veggieliberal The original writings of author Salem Fitzgerald en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776034024 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Over 100 years ago, Mark Twain asked, “Who prays for Satan?” And I wonder if in some hidden realm, Mark watched me during last summer’s downpour, sacrificing my voice and lungs, begging for a different outcome, or a release from my soul contract. I think he would’ve.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/veggieliberal/2839057/ The quietest nights are when I hear your voice the loudest. I hear the best of you, the kindest words you ever spoke, or the tears of joy. I hear the sound of 'I love you.' I hear you making plans for a future of paper rings and adventure. It’s deafening in this silence, how clear and loud you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/veggieliberal/2834925/ I used to love the water.I spent years floating peacefully on the surface and blissfully unaware of what waited beneath me. 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