http://slow.writerscafe.org/Ajax The original writings of author Ajax en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776026221 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15  chapped stars, and a sickle-celled moon over the wide prairieof his boyhood, where the cows are longhorned and led across the southwestby side-spitting, bow-legged men who smell of saddle-grease and dust, and dried sweat, and dust. where the thunderheads grow like white liesand the d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ajax/504140/  the hills white and eloping under a washbasin of sky with a fewribbons and sinews of clouds, like the half-eroded fossilsof some long extinct and nameless species. snow fromthe previous night is spread thinly, with the tallgrass grayand matted and appearing in patches and the buffalo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ajax/482936/  and the crows hobble across the courtyard like eager, darkundertakers. entrepreneurs of cloak and wing, they haveonly just begun appearing as the leaves turn like yellow traitors –marching in their stiff, cowled lines, comrades of the scrapingcry, ducking their shy, hookedhea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ajax/467667/  cold, sterile brides, they dance for me, around me,with immovable grace. the silence of the harem, theprosperous step, they depart from me, plush missionariesand come back wearing sickly, obvious perfume, likesecret lovers, necking in the tallgrass, with thewhite, curling blossoms,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ajax/463987/