http://slow.writerscafe.org/maria The original writings of author Maria G. en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775981084 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 My tongue had no bonecut out it was;In its prime of innocence,with layers of stories to tell‘I love you mummy’ left bereft.Buried under anthracite skiesbare wreaths read silence, dreams and rest. I saw because the eyes cannot lieall that watery sadness defrostingthe ici.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maria/650198/