http://slow.writerscafe.org/ne0086 The original writings of author Nicole Ebert en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776121423 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 HallowA beautiful girl lays silently in her bedHallowIt’s after noon and she hasn’t movedHallowThe room is lighted with nothing but the sunlight peekingthrough HallowDesolation like a sad lullaby humming in her cold bodyHallowContinuing to wonder why he .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ne0086/1318911/ Meal after mealBreakfastLunchDinnerMother carrying the pots of food to the tableThe four of them settling downSharing tales of their days back and forthOlder brother and father discussing the recent football gameMother and daughter laughing about something silly that occurred in the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ne0086/1318909/ All she wanted was tobe accepted,She wanted to fit in,To be normal,But she was lost in aworld full of magazines.Everyone has to beperfect,Needs to look likeeveryone else,The blonde hair,flawless skin, bright blue eyes.When she looks in themirror,All she ca.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ne0086/1318895/ Gold chainWound around my neckAn oval shaped pendent As a locketThe coldness of the material bumping against my skinWhenever I saunterOr whenever I runSubconsciously my hand flies up where it hangsReassuring myself that it’s still thereBecause never do I take it offIt has started to rust .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ne0086/1314426/ Why do I love him?Is it because of how he makes me feel?Lovely sensations crawling and tingling under my skin whenever he’s aroundMaybe it’s because of his witHis passion and intellectEncompassing him as a wholeOr maybe I just adore his shaggy hair and emerald eyesThe way h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ne0086/1313794/ Excitementbudding like a flower in my stomachLeaving my towel behindI stroll carefully to where the sea water beginsMy best friend by my sideHolding my handMy toes were once digging in the damp sandNow they’re soaked by the freezing waterCourage swells inside of meAnd I let m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ne0086/1307814/