http://slow.writerscafe.org/Ina The original writings of author Ina en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776206648 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 As a child I used to watch the sky at nightso often shining brightly,bathed widely with the white stars' lighta lovely picture bult beautiful slightly,figures, every now and thenon the dark canvas I could draw,I never needed a pencil nor pento draw a pretty bird like a daw,but now I see the darker s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ina/667974/ I'm nobody else nowsitting in front of a mirrortoday I'll be no powI'll be no more that whoreit keeps me thinking thoughwhat will happen thenI feel time flowing slowand all the stares from menpast life illusions appeardigging holes through my braincasting upon me the biggest fearof stepping backward.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ina/667926/ Father and motherboth guilty of my existencethey blame each otherand keep me at distanceam I not hurt?just a damaged childundesirable dirtcaptive and wildthis place you claim realconveys me not out tothus my sentences revealwhat you claim untrueam I yet changing dreams?I cannot calm downlost within .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ina/589819/ Once there was a puppyand fell from a treethe cat yelled "yuppie!"as she drank some teathe puppy got madand barked at the mean cat"noone likes a puppy who's bad"said the cat as she sat"I don't like you"said the puppy mellow"that makes us two"replied his fellow http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ina/589728/ People walking down the streetminding their own bussiness as they go byeach footstep closer to their daily routine...the marching soldiers in suit and tieColorless, smoking executivesruining lives, big time traderthey take the best of you...and get away with murderMoney drives men crazynumbly we rus.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ina/589724/