http://slow.writerscafe.org/Raya The original writings of author Raya en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776012977 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 It wasn't as if she couldn't keep me if it happened. But we both knew she wouldn't and neither would Dad. Because they can't risk having a dangerous child around François. A danger. Me. Would I even stay if I knew they weren't already going to force me out? Does it even matter? The .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Raya/1784126/          Mom was still curled under the raggedy blanket in the left hand corner of the attic, but both Dad and Francois were gone. I stretched and felt my bones popping and muscles aching in the most delightful way. I repressed the urge to yawn and got out of my bed, hunched.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Raya/1784125/ Daphne is beginning a change into not just a new her but a new world. This world has been hiding right under her nose but now she can see. She lived as a normal vagabond until she came of age at 17. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Raya/1784123/ Breathe in, Now hold it Listen to the world around you When your life is on hold everyone else's is clear And you can hear their breathing Like winds blowing through a willow tree In. Out. In. Out. In. Out.   Now breathe again And notice each breath and i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Raya/1276349/ NaNoWriMo AttemptPrologue Atnight I sit in the window seat with my face pressed against the chilled glasspanes, and curl myself into a tight ball amongst the floral cushions. First Iconcentrate. On the chill crawling over my cheek and the sound of the livelystream near my house. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Raya/1262863/           Last year I was institutionalized for depression and suicidal tendancies. I had been dealing with depression for at least one year. However, I didn't even know how I felt wasn't normal. I told myself that everyone dreams about their death and everyone has moments o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Raya/1246866/ There was a man inside her headAnd she remembered all he said  All the whispered words and talesAll the gruesome secrets that left her pale  He was different from the rest of voices in her head that fill The gaping darkness in her mind, they test her will She didn't know his name.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Raya/1240300/ Life seemed so desirable When there were dresses And ankles were unsightly And there were pinned up tresses Refined and civilized Compared to the culture today A land of freakish prostitutesWhat would they say Where hair hangs loose And lips and quivering thig.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Raya/1235763/ For Poe, When I think of you I think of a raving man.A victim calling out the name Reynolds as a last hope.I think of all the stories of beating hearts,Ravens, and madmen with wine and bricks and carnivals above.I think of a man who must have seen things Too terrible to imagine to write th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Raya/1235751/   ChapterOne             Thedaily scheduling was already underway this morning. Cora stood in front of themirror brushing out her long red hair. She would probably be sent toEnforcements sub-section Hair t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Raya/1233333/  Prologue Mymind is not my own! Corascribbled frantically on the paper she had been stealing from the prison guardsand doctors and nurses. She didn’t even know the point of this.  They are probably coming for me now-the moment they p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Raya/1232158/ How far will the government go to keep them under control? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Raya/1232051/ The little girl fell asleep In the hollow of the old oak treeAnd all the children around her dreamt fitfully She dreamt she got taller and olderAnd her eyes got harder and colderBut when the little girl saw herself do terrible things She knew it was someone else in her body Event.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Raya/1230664/ The woman in the white dressSips white wine And plays the white side of chess The woman with the red lips Seduces men and And in the purse she keeps her tipsThe woman with the dark eyes Watches from the corners And laughs at all the liesThe woman with the long hair&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Raya/1229353/ I thought I was strongerLeaving the Ocean behindLeaving the salty waves that bindFor the clear smooth riverI thought I felt the sunlight Warming up my backBut it was only the Sea of Black Taking back my sightI thought of all the liesSo I wouldn't see the truth So I lay there in my you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Raya/1228909/ She is the one who sees true beauty http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Raya/1228896/