http://slow.writerscafe.org/vpineda The original writings of author vpineda en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776363147 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I SHOULD LIVE IN THE ARCTIC, I’M SO BIPOLAR. BUT EVEN THERE I’D NEVER BE ABLE TO DECIDE WHETHER I LOVE PENGUINS OR JUST THE IDEA OF THEM. IGLOOS OR JUST THE THOUGHT OF LIVING IN ONE.I AM EVERY CROSS DRESSER YOU'VE EVER KNOWN. I AM MIXED SIGNALS AND WRONG DIRECTIONS. I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vpineda/1379699/ I’m sad So I’m writing you this To tell you that sometimes it feels like the stars have been ripped from my lungs And the sunshine has fallen 3,455 feet from my heart to the place where the coral liesAnd I know you want me to be happy, Just breathe I’m trying Don’t think.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vpineda/1371551/ Very Very rough copy of an essay about women's rights and the power we have over our own bodies and the right to wear what we want. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vpineda/1370911/ I READ TO YOU ON THE COMFORT OF MY SHEETS YOUR EYES SEARCHING ME AS I SPOKE IN DIFFERENT VOICES UP DOWN LOUD SOFTI READ TO YOU AND IT WAS THE HARDEST THING I HAD TO DO WHILE HOLDING BACK CROAKS AND ROLLING BACK TEARSI RE.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vpineda/1370470/     TO SAY THAT TODAY WAS THE FIRST TIME I THOUGHT ABOUT YOU IN MONTHS WOULD BE A LIE. HOWEVER, TODAY WAS THE FIRST TIME THAT I THOUGHT ABOUT YOU IN MONTHS. THE FIRST TIME I LET MYSELF GO BACK TO THAT PLACE- THE ONE THAT CONNECTS YOUR DUSTY, BEAT UP CORNER LOCATED FOREVER IN THE BASIN.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vpineda/1370465/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vpineda/1370276/ your hands feel cold when they’re wrapped around my neck but your eyes scream fire everyday your nails dig deeper in my skin, burning my lungs corrupting my emotions triggering my tear ducts the noose gets tighter and tighter I am stranded out at sea drowning in the bath tub buried alive,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vpineda/1370267/