http://slow.writerscafe.org/annegoldmann The original writings of author Anne Goldmann en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776003369 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I saw a boy see a girl today.He was getting off the bus.He glanced at her and then glanced again.His face remained the same but his eyessparkled.He was a Euro boy, so that’s just what his eyes did.I couldn’t see what he saw of her.All I could see was her tan brown shoulder drap.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annegoldmann/1407789/ I am not a mineral.I do not perfectly repeat.I am codeover and again.Endlessy imperfecta flawed copy of myself one minute ago.I am a particle,  I am a wave.Neither anderupting between orbits within myone and only Atom. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annegoldmann/1406011/ I had a dream about you.And me.We had both lost something.We wore black and walked with peoplewho didn't know what to say to us.It was the first time I saw you without makeup.We stood on the edge of a lakebecause something was just gone.No evidenceexcept for the debris of hearts.There were articles .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annegoldmann/1405593/ Throughout those cold green yearsI went about the undiscovered landand discarded my tender selves.It is only now sometimes I unearth themand say,Come back, I am a safe country now. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annegoldmann/1405007/