http://slow.writerscafe.org/leemaiagth The original writings of author Lee Maier-Agthoven en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776295287 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 My world is just akaleidoscope of peoplewho became my sky. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leemaiagth/1450240/ Tie wishes to birdsLet them fly into the skiesfor stars to grant them, http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leemaiagth/1450239/ A child never dies.She lives on as a promise,as fire, as dreams. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leemaiagth/1450236/ http://www.firefly.org/how-you-can-help.html http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leemaiagth/1450229/ I found myself drawnto a whirlpool, hypnotised byits capricious dance, giving into its offer to lose myself in the processof figuring out the maze of its ownenigma;it's a guilty pleasure.The eyes are blinded byunabated spinning, the skin palefrom a thinning blood, the throat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leemaiagth/1450227/ She sits by the sea.The old scars of death vigils onher bloated limbs, as she reached for hermarked face; her tattered warmer heaving overfolds in her belly, ankles acknowledgingthe short stumps as legs.The sun above that shuns away the unkind,shines his light over.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leemaiagth/1450216/