http://slow.writerscafe.org/Wondergirl83 The original writings of author Levita G. Gonzalez en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775518830 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 She sat lonely thinking as she stared at future generations stored in the stars, cus we are all made of star dust and someday we return to our heavenly hosts. Taking a sip of  the malibu and Dr.Pepper in her glass she thinks of the tinkle of the ice upon the crystal. What are those noises in th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Wondergirl83/1112508/ Aspire is to expire as death is to eternity,To take that final breath of creative death,we do not aspire, we doLike Dr. Banzi said your there.We do not need lofty, artsy areaswe need not have all the time in the world,We must make our time in the sweet moments of the early morning,In the grey light .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Wondergirl83/1107283/ A twittering cave of over colored plumage,One singing about her melting moments,Another making a green gown later that evening,She thought of all the girls in the room who were mad for clicketShe then thought of her own convivial society,each with a rose red cupids bow and blush upon the cheek.Each .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Wondergirl83/1104233/ Over unmarked roads and paths you walklistening with your heart of hearts to the stream that calls you,Charter a ship to sail the vast cerulean blueLooking and longing we go through life,Listening for this calling.Some though are called away to fast...They are the ones whose hearts are sure and brav.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Wondergirl83/1104087/ Falling  O     F        FThe cliff emotional    Down fall, no waif to waft upon the breezeJust bloody knees             &.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Wondergirl83/1103260/ Blackend,PulsatingHating…. Butwhat            To do about the timeThere neverseems to be enough of what there should            When we canLoveabando.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Wondergirl83/1103258/ Face me You…Monster, vile creature   Look me in theeye…or can’t youPush me go on ahead..Try me…mouth off I dare you…I’ll do it I swear to you I will  Shattered Mirrorupon the floor can’t smart off or be .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Wondergirl83/1103256/ A drip Slip, dip of the clipThere is no blood no alibi for what you saidThere is no pretense to the violenceJust unremarkable happenings in the endThe justification of the lasting unknown shred of humanityDrip, a dripA soul shrieking from the depths of loss and despai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Wondergirl83/1103254/