http://slow.writerscafe.org/nadiafiggy The original writings of author Nadia Figueroa en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775974871 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Poetry rolls off my tongue like a cloud,And full of clouds I am-Airhead.My whole world is a sky.Inhaling thick smoke,choking,exhaling milk.Ink in my veins,smudged on my thumbs,blackening my tears,staining my skin.It rubs off on her,Leaving etches on her ne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nadiafiggy/1479291/ A prose piece. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nadiafiggy/1479288/ Nothing belongs to meexcept for the way I love you.I’m gay down to my souland nothing else is mine,but my love, my gayness.I was given my namemy voice, my face.Nothing is mine,except for you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nadiafiggy/1479286/ Oh boy, trust me I knowwhat it’s liketo likea girlwho doesn’tlike you backbecause she never canand never will.So boy, take it from meit’s nothing personaland I’m sure you’re very nicethat’s what shetold meand it didn&rsq.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nadiafiggy/1479283/ This is really a prose piece but that's not an option http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nadiafiggy/1479278/ Her eyes roll back into the ocean of her mindLids crashing like the tidesI have each hand pressing into the back of her thighsso that they hug her stomachShe has each hand fisted in my hairas her calves kiss my back and shouldersand I kiss her in between them&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nadiafiggy/1479276/ I’m the sultry blue moonthat everyone wants to see.A harmless glimpse or evil stare before withering away back to their ignorant lives.Everything about me matters to them,except me.I’m laid out on a cold metal table;Surgery on my soul.I confused curio.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nadiafiggy/1479273/