http://slow.writerscafe.org/lunar-magick The original writings of author Cassie Schambach en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776064882 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 When I was 5 I learned to ride a bike My hands clutched the handlebars tightly I was just learning to control this toy Daddy said to trust him  Now I am 13 His hands clutch me tightly I have no control; I am his toy Daddy says to trust him  When I was 5.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lunar-magick/1334166/ The aroma of weed and alcohol dances up my nostrilsWhispers from the city flood my ears as I sit here keepingcompany to myselfMy best friend in the bathroom, hugging porcelain as cold asthe snow falling in the streetsWhen did innocence turn to arrogance and soon becomenothingness?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lunar-magick/1331763/ Ellie wished shecould reach out and comfort the girl. Her hazel eyes were red from crying butnonetheless, she held an emotionless gaze. Ellie thought about all the tormentthis girl had faced in high school. Ellie could almost see the cracks the kidsat school caused in the girl’s fragil.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lunar-magick/1331487/