http://slow.writerscafe.org/DelRaven The original writings of author Absentee Reality Check en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776023800 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Not all of you grows older.You are a skeleton of freeze frames.Your smile is five years old.Your flinch is twenty.Your joints hold the map of a thousand ill advised motions.Your freckles are fading.They are keeping the secret thatYou used to love the sun.Your feet stopped growing when you turne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DelRaven/1392425/ Her gentle tissue paper wrinkles write out the syllables of her life. You think you could read her historyin full, if you could completely parse the curvature of laugh lines printedby tallied years. 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