http://slow.writerscafe.org/Brat The original writings of author T. M. Cottrell en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776181652 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 When him and meWere threeWeSat on the couchSucking iceblocksOn the day before new years eve.The televisionFlashed white cricketersSlashing at a crimson ballOn mute.His lips turned blueWhen mine were greenAnd the summer trickled inThrough the open window.Now we sit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Brat/405624/ Triptych part 3: PiecesAs he slipped the hospital bandFrom his emaciated wristHe told me he was free nowAnd I could take him home.I wrapped him in his pink jacketThe one he swore wasn’t gayBut magic.And carried himFrom the hospital to the carAnd from the car to his bed.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Brat/404805/ Triptych Part Two: In the SunI watched him in the sunBarefoot on rippling grassWhile I sat on his t-shirtBeneath a sprawling tree.The sun shone goldOn the bones in his backAnd the sound of carsAnd children yellingFaded from my ears.It was just him.I was sure I couldn’.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Brat/404804/ Triptych part 1: ShimmerWhen I first saw himHe shimmered.He smiled as if he had taken starlightAnd poured it into a bowlAnd drunk itWith salt and lemon like tequilaOnly more intoxicating.He shimmered.I bought him champagneWith strawberries and condensationClinging to the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Brat/404803/