http://slow.writerscafe.org/kate0814 The original writings of author kate0814 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776218778 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Tonight is the one hundredth and seventy fifth nightI stare at these bars made of boneFrail enough I could push throughIf only I could lean my weight on themThen maybe I'd escape and screamYelling at the world how you've wronged meLocking me away like a criminalA low life scumIs it.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kate0814/1517358/