http://slow.writerscafe.org/NatashaSophia The original writings of author NatashaSophia en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776078139 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 My guts are twisted and coiled around,choking the blood away from my brain blocking any ability to be logically sound. I am usually more careful than thisBut this time I couldn’t restrain The need to be loved, wanted, touched. Aggressive ambition slowly lost its appealYet you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NatashaSophia/387327/ Being carried away.  But not floating, hollowly the rocks and pebbles stacked, carefully filling my veins twisted, tangled together.  Fully weighed down, my every movement taking all mindlessly, focused energy.  A tongue caged behind teeth, afraid to speak- for the opposition is t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NatashaSophia/386091/ Don’t think of the igneous and plummeting possibilities,an unsettling and unearthly, surreal confined box that contains endless worlds. The morbid fascination of forcing oneself to consider losing everything and what that actually means. (Do you ever lose everything?) .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NatashaSophia/385692/ I can feel the storm approachingThe treacherous wind that is known as the precursorIs blowing inThe bone chilling,Tree bowing and uprootingBranch cracking and breaking falling to a destructive end   This is like my new understanding of what it means to grow upThe rea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NatashaSophia/383244/