http://slow.writerscafe.org/chelsea0 The original writings of author Chelsea Miller en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776031144 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I'm haunted by a sniperThat only I can seeAnd though I know thathe's not real,My heartbeats disagree.He stalks my every footstep.He watches every crack.He's the reason why I've learned toAlways watch my back.His finger strokes the trigger, his voicePenetrates my brain.I'm scared to tell you what he .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chelsea0/1366434/ A poem for my awesome Mom on Mothers' Day http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chelsea0/1355657/ A poem written for an English assignment based on The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald. It is intended to explore the sorrowful subject of Gatsby's impossible dream of a relationship with Daisy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chelsea0/1222890/ I see your eyes,They seem to say,All that you'll never give away,Why is it that you never showThe life inside that ebbs and flowsAnd forms a river deep insideOf thoughts and questions that you hide?It doesn't know. It doesn't see.It questions; unsure, gentle, free.I saw it in your eyes today;An hone.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chelsea0/1176434/ SlowlyI savourEvery mouthful,Every crunch,Every burst of sweet liquidFrom the crisp leaves.It sours in my mouthAs I chew each bite exactlyEighty times.I burn more that way.The pain in my abdomenUrges me,Tempts me,Tests me,But I resistFor I am strong.It soon gives up.As I slouch,Exhale,The rolls disg.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chelsea0/1172434/ I am angry.I am angry because you are not here.I am angry because I need youand you cannot comeIt is a fire.It burns more deeply when you approach.It repels you away.It it isolates me.It isolates you.It keeps me warm.It singes my skin,Sends smoldering adrenaline through my veins.I feel alive.I feel .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chelsea0/1168632/ If I die now,Will you notice?Will you blame yourself,Or will you blame him,As you've always done?If you cry now,Do you cry for me,Or do you cryFor yourself?If I die now,Will YouTake me in,Or will you abandon me?Because I abandoned You,Because I felt that for ten years,You abandoned me?As I cry now,D.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chelsea0/1168618/ We don't laugh so much anymore, you say,I think inside, I'm crying.I feel that deep within our walls,Our little home is dying.Lying can be lying, or justNot telling the truth,But a house can comfort us no moreWith termites in the roof.They feed upon our worriesWhen we try to run awayThey burrow in o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chelsea0/1156027/