http://slow.writerscafe.org/Zoarjumper315 The original writings of author Jessica Lewis en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776036235 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I search for salvation in the majestic hall of broken glassAll the b*****s in blonde hide behind the bookthe lost souls hope to be foundEach note on the organ is thunder in their shitstorm of emotional dependencyThis can't be it http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Zoarjumper315/554936/ The last few men in my life... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Zoarjumper315/549708/ what gives her the right to stare and shake her headlike some sort of authoritarianis it my excessively ripped jeansor my boyfriend who's five years older than medo i smell like a cigarette?i see you you knowyour husbandhe looks stoked to be with you and your two lovely daughters.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Zoarjumper315/549557/ Yes, this was indeed one of my b***h rants to someone that made me keep editing their poetry. Well, a b***h rant on paper at least. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Zoarjumper315/549554/ Looking at past amazesthey gasp and gaze at where lifes memories could lead themastonishing defeat foundspace functions buttime is relative, always make of it what they wishwondering where all adversity leadsno defined pathno crossroads exist hereonly technicolor drea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Zoarjumper315/542506/ what is a wall if it is not surrounding inside no light shinesonly ties and allusionsnever truly understoodask the ignorantonly for contentmentconsole the lonelyin proud waves of interestbrought forth to the gatefor what we desirenever truly is   http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Zoarjumper315/542492/ The eyes of bewilderment cast upon the shadowy starblazing spheres of wonder light the waybeneath lies the dark abyss of endthe trees sway softly to the melody of the windpush aside the vindictive vinesa glow of whats above casts light on all that will seeone must have a innate sensitivi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Zoarjumper315/541883/ all look at themselvesin the unforgiving looking glassthe gentle motions examinedthe thoughts portrayeda uniting force often unseenamongst all of us it existswe are never really nakedunder the moon one phaseunder the glow of the sunit glistens, we glistenthe melodies of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Zoarjumper315/541577/ You Dont know what you missuntil you see it againfeel it again breathe it againChildhood memories where everything was newthe world at my fingertipswith no cluei have seen nowi have walked, listenedand talkedand as far asI was concernedThis world sucksthere is no going ba.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Zoarjumper315/540994/ I started this as a poem, but soon realized it needed to be something more. A short story maybe, or the beginning of a novel. I dont know. Let me know what you think. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Zoarjumper315/534935/ I've always wondered why he never looks at me the samethanks to younot a shadow of doubt in his mind that what you said is truei understand your angerhatred eventhe one monumental lie however is differentcould you have said that in my presenceif you could only lookat the raw .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Zoarjumper315/534891/ Under the willow tree Where he said we would meetI waited inimagination’sCold defeatUnder glowing skiesPerfectly unfinishedYou stoodBlazing blue eyesApart from mineYou were sent from the divineas was meanteach movementanother pondering thoughtmy heart was bought.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Zoarjumper315/530680/                 She was always a little fucked up                Masked her insecurities with beauty and symptoms     &nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Zoarjumper315/530679/ the seasons persist my penetrating angerarises from me once more through the dim light a promisea colossal vitality of one's life and illusionmentdelivers to the tremors of the future's shadowsas i enclose myself, ask thyselfwhat done to one can contempt the other?find a separat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Zoarjumper315/527398/