http://slow.writerscafe.org/EspadaCross The original writings of author Kalex Cross en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776015219 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Gritty cheese crumbs brush my chest,I look down with a head hung in shame.Never wanting to look up again,At your shallow back, leaving.I swim in this jello world.It tastes like cherry,but today it is a definite macadamianut.Far too sweet and unforgiving.And as I reach w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EspadaCross/555913/ Part of a horror/mystery. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EspadaCross/555911/ A story I wrote for a Halloween reading at the college. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EspadaCross/555910/ Silver shears clip my heart into thousands of pieces;And they begindripping a blueish pale taint onto moist dark earth.Fertilizing the memories until a terrible cold blooms.Falling.They freeze mid-air, these droplets of pearly glow.A seed of mans desire, from my present case,reminding my hollow eyes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EspadaCross/525587/ I felt like writing a poemish thingy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EspadaCross/432865/ A poem for a friend to cheer her up. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EspadaCross/432549/ Just a little poem.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EspadaCross/432543/