http://slow.writerscafe.org/benjiwulf The original writings of author Benji Wulf en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776108771 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15      The screening for It’s Just Lunch wasfairly painless, a questionnaire, question of occupation �" which of course Leoreplied he was a professor, and a recent photo, in which was a selfie with hiscamera phone. &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/benjiwulf/1319625/      Rolling over, Leo checks the nightstandclock, 5:15am.  If it were yesterday,he’d be rising and out the house by 6:00am. But it is today.  He had beencut.  He was no longer a federalemployee�"today h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/benjiwulf/1319623/      “Where were you last night?”     “That’s so long ago, I don’t remember.”     “Will I see you tonight?”     “I never make.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/benjiwulf/1319621/ Leopold Dvorak, a NSA computer programmer finds himself out a job due to internal leak. He's a 43 PHD, single, and once contempt, now broken. Against his best intuition, he contemplates online love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/benjiwulf/1319618/ Seated at Applebee'sMinding myselfUSA/Canada hockey on the teleA rerunAlready lost, 1-0 finalWhile eating an oriental salad& ice tea the bartender grabsmy attentionShe whipsers, "are you meetinga girl?""No." Flattering thoI want to send back anencouraging messageBut instead pay in fullNot knowin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/benjiwulf/1319608/ This poem started out as a text message. It's left raw like it read in my iPhone. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/benjiwulf/1319599/