http://slow.writerscafe.org/AmongtheAngels The original writings of author Angel Alli en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776013108 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I did it again.I spoke. I shouldn't speak. Should have learnedthe last time.They roll their eyeswhen I speak.They don't like it. I speak withoutrealizing it.I see them gettingbored.   I didn't speaktoday.No one complaine.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AmongtheAngels/1856183/ Pretty memories of tarnished things. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AmongtheAngels/1834624/ A short poem about the demise of the S.S. 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