http://slow.writerscafe.org/jgrahamc310 The original writings of author muintirgobrach en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776372023 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I wore sunglasses that night because secrets come out of midnight eyesAnd his were brightlit up by train lightsNonstop, the world and himin a fist fightI found myself stuck,mid-flightan anchor with wings anda jet pack to my rightA walking contradiction,myself and everything justout of sigh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgrahamc310/1384206/ "I'm nervous."He kicked another rock, which only punctuated his short, "I know." He threw me a lopsided smile as I huffed.  "I mean it, Sam. What if things get weird? What if he realizes our worlds are too different?"He grabbed my shoulders and turned me to face him. I always forget how tall he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgrahamc310/1384203/