http://slow.writerscafe.org/morganhallam212 The original writings of author Morgan Hallam en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776229691 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Today was the day. The perfect day.No one would suspect it, not even myfriends.Should I leave I not like so many peoplehave done before? As I left the house I glanced back andsaid my farewells, heading to the river flooded with rain.I’d be there until they found me de.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/morganhallam212/1496137/ i found the jarhidden awayput far from wandering eyesi took it enchanted by its beauty when the jar first openedit flowed out slowly but the longer it was openthe more frantically it desired freedomi knew not of the consequences that entailed&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/morganhallam212/1481681/ Books, books and more booksAll perfectly aligned in their respective rowsSome oldSome newAnd even some in between My finger runs across the spinesAs if a simple touch will allow me the joys of the storyI pick up the old ragged yellowed book I feel bad for it.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/morganhallam212/1476265/ The stars aren't alignedClosing walls and ticking clocksGonna find another placeMaybe then I can standA fork stuck in the roadTides I tried to swim againstConfusion never stopsBaby I ain't got no planSo honey now,Place your hand on my beating heartAnd in the morning I'll be with youCut out all my ro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/morganhallam212/1471063/