http://slow.writerscafe.org/Ivanov%20Reyez The original writings of author Ivanov Reyez en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776051777 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 On a hillsideby the railroad tracksin the bushesfour guys take turnson his a*s.He lies on his bellylooking towards home,the sun going downand school tomorrow.Is it painful?Is it pleasurable?Tomorrow he will know. Published: Left Behind: A Journal of Shock Literature (2010)  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ivanov-Reyez/1926295/ In the yardsthe sunflowers in the early sunare still, spooked, bored.They seem to be waitingfor the first puff of air,the breeze to flutter and flattertheir spreading gold,the goldfinch to fadeinto their beauty.       Published: THE MAYO REVI.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ivanov-Reyez/1066673/ The Lagerstrasse is the shortest street I know,the longest street I live. After the night rain I hear the crickets,the dogs growling, the screams.I am very, very hungry. In Schwabing, I often strolleddown Leopoldstrasse, licking an Italian Eis     past.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ivanov-Reyez/824934/ Wet in That Rain  You thought of all the peoplewho had walked in that light,wet in that rain. You thought of all the peoplewho had walked on that path,long before light,wet in that rain. You stood at the windowcounting windows till they disappeared.She.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ivanov-Reyez/514851/