http://slow.writerscafe.org/JoshuaStribbell The original writings of author JoshuaStribbell en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776231647 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 June 12, 2011Dearest Selena, "I dreamed last night I was falling and you didn't catch me". I hear your voice repeating this over and over again in my head. I don't know why. Am I neurotic, or do you actually need my help? It wouldn't be the first time. Catching you when you fall used t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshuaStribbell/1370018/ One mans journey to find and rescue his lost love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshuaStribbell/1370013/ The crowd listened to.the bagpipesAnd the lying men screamOne envisioned triumph,Another saw defeatOne saw the Lord and it brought him to his knees, Another saw the devil marching on his horses feetAnd with silence it grew coldWhen only whispers could be heardUntil a noise sent vib.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshuaStribbell/1362502/ It was nature who taught us to be hunters of beastsChrist who said be those of menBut I pray you,Let us become hunters of God. I enjoy well the prowess of a priestEven predator now and thenWho delights not in the win of meat? Or winning enemies to friendsAlas! I ask, who cannot e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshuaStribbell/1362493/ Come before me, my emptinessStand beside me at the edge of your own voidTogether shall we discover your worthA black hole you are! Destroyer of lifeI recognize your heart of darkness by the absence of lightEternity is your mistressAnd it is the vanity of your affairThat calls its.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshuaStribbell/1361316/ This is a short monologue I wrote whilst speaking with a southern accent http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshuaStribbell/1361250/ The monster in the labyrinth http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshuaStribbell/1360900/    Alone he stood among the silence and the cold, wind whispering thoughts in his ear, the Inuk pilgrim facing off against the arctic tree line battalion. Long had he journeyed to reach this place and he wondered if he could leave it all behind and wander bravely into the d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshuaStribbell/1360829/ An ode to the spirit of a small town http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshuaStribbell/1360531/