http://slow.writerscafe.org/shadowings The original writings of author drinabel en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776147390 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Crushed flowers and inked wingsI know you'll tell me someday.Deep rivers of saltThe taste is steel and it burnsKiss me and sweeten my blood.Your rage is mine, my darlingSharp bones snap together,splinters pierce my heart,plunge into darkness and change the tides. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shadowings/1322596/ How many nights have been like this?It can't be that manyYet they seem endlessWe spin out of controlspiral, escalatingwhirlingcrashingon our own angerand lack of sleepHow many things do I wish I didn't know?Too manyNo one is perfect,Least of all usIgnorance is blissAnd knowledge rips you from the in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shadowings/548645/ My brother's eyes are brownalmost blackMine are crystalline bluegreen grayHis are warmMine coldsame nosesame mouthmy hair is streaked autumnhis like mudLight and darkchiaroscurobeautiful http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shadowings/548638/ I live in a world of lost thingsShoes, pencils, the backs of earringssunglasses, hair ties, papersbobby pins, toothbrushesBut not just things you can touchDreams and tears and screamsCries and moansmindsBut people too-we don't want to be found http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shadowings/548637/ Fire rages around us,fires we have lit and nursedfeeding until it roaredFiresFires of our makingburn away the ground we stand on so we falland watch the world burn. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shadowings/548634/