http://slow.writerscafe.org/Saxyequestrian The original writings of author Jinx's Heart en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776013741 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I want to remain hidden from dangers that skulkBut I wish for my thoughts to be known.I don’t feel safe. I am timorous of that scary hulkWho towers fourteen inches my crown. Longing for a magic fort of blankets and pillows .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Saxyequestrian/1417099/ Here I am, with my tail between my stiflesYour large, heavy shackles around my lapelAs I feel my legs tremble upon your approachAnd desperately want to crawl under the table.I’ve learned exposing my belly apologetically doesn’t workanymore,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Saxyequestrian/1164398/ Hopefully to be a future picture book about an ugly princess who saves her kingdom. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Saxyequestrian/1149022/  Oh how I wish I had a friend hereWho could understand me.Is everyone blind? 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