http://slow.writerscafe.org/Noah%20Bovier The original writings of author Noah Bovier en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776204026 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Riff Raff Rackus was born in the hills, where he lived in a little shack with his Ma, and two little sisters named Red and Blue. Red liked to read, Blue liked to write, and Riff Raff played the guitar.“Cut down on that racket, Riff Raff Rackus!”, his Ma would shout.“I got one.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Noah-Bovier/527495/ Born undergroundI never knew the surface until I saw the lightThere is a society under this world We were born of superstitionThought of as tales to scare the children http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Noah-Bovier/526547/ Rumor has it that Riff Raff Rackus killed 9 peopleThey never could prove it, but they hung him anyway just to be sureThat’s how things are done in the old westThey told us he was a criminal because he thought the air was see-thruHe said that trees could give us knowledge without bein.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Noah-Bovier/525986/ Blue drowns the globe with her gazeNot like tears, but with disappointmentShe quoted validity that is constantly questionedWarnedCarried on like a soilderSpit in your face, and on your image They tried burning RedAfter she gained the old wolverines considerationPerceptions dif.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Noah-Bovier/525815/ GoneMorning glory daze, slither through dead woodOld familyMemories in the distanceWhat happened to the Fowlers?Madonna’s still at homeToo much breezeUnleashing secrets in those shedsFilthy old drunkardsSerenity slowly creepsUnusual, but induced by natureSunshine melts .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Noah-Bovier/525611/