http://slow.writerscafe.org/liliwriter123 The original writings of author SpiceCookie en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776050726 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 a stale cup of coffee, leftover bread crumbs on a wobbly cabin table.the dawn is quiet,the silence screams through the thick fog.cobwebs on the windowsilland a musty scent in the damp cedar.a cactus plant, withered next to an empty watering tin.a flash of wind zipping by through the cracks in the gl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2786300/ I have rooted myself deepin the art of storytellingin words of liquid passionin imagined souls,in the notion that one dayI will give away the things I have spentyears and years pruning and growing.I will shout out my heartfrom the rooftopsfor everyone to hear.And maybe no one will listenbut I will b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2468314/ There is no other word to describe me but pathetic.Asking for pity, begging for it in my head.Trying too hard to not be okay when I am okay. I should be okay.And this makes me sound like I'm lying to myself.Maybe I am.There's too much smoke. The city of my mind is polluted.I can't see anymore in the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2467896/ I can feel the world shiveror maybe that is just me.Maybe my world is shiveringbut yours is standing perfectly.Maybe my world is quakingon the verge of breakingsplitting into piecessharp glasspenetrating.And yours is still swaying along to the breeze,for gentle rustles never bothered you.But fo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2466595/ 9/6/2020 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2466453/ Her broken soul was of charred paper and aching soot.Spilled ink.A mistake, they cried.The truth is,I did not intend the firebut you were the one with the penand when you slipped through the cracksthe first thing you did wasto scorch my edges into cinder.Because I love you, you said.But if you were .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2464548/ I have no wordsfor the boy who staggered into the forgotten bookstore.Old parchment and saffron lanterns,scent of cedarrows of sepia-smoked redwoodcobwebs and dust.There are a thousand works on the shelveswith sharper colorwith rose-petal prosewith liquid silver and breathing moss.Fantasies that cou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2464543/ I'm giving you this flame of mine.I've had it my whole lifeand I never knew what to do with itbut maybe you will know.The flame is very fragile andthe smallest breath could kill itbut I've been giving it fueland if you don't blow too hardI think it's hardy enough to survive.I don't know if I can tru.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2464474/ There is something our memories can't quite capturein being young andin having our eyes open to the sky, surrounded by people,people who we will never know well enough.There is something timelessin being stuck inside the beige walls of my homelying on my flower-embroidered blankets,the blue light of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2464472/ a poem about loneliness and social anxiety http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2142879/ For Maddie and Luna http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2110211/ Happy birthday, Maddie! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2109578/ ...the stars in my lap... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2107123/ We built a castle in the mist,it stood on, even though we forget.I still remember the unwritten listswe made of songs that we loved,and friends that we missed.Spring time, andstories,birthdays spent, just you here with me.School work, andplayground swings,this is why we belong.Do you remember the da.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2099874/ I built my castle in the clouds... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2099867/ Years ago, they said I was cute... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2099747/ "The little boy, he purred..." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2099743/ I reached out... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2098552/ I am sure that somewhere... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2098527/ Some times, the stars don't seem to exist. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2098524/ A summer's flower bud. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2098523/ It was a simple summer's day... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2098370/ A fairy tale worthy sunrise cascade,her water pouring tears of joy and mist,melting like ice cream as she crashesinto the slushy blue below.Her falls are the color of the sky,periwinkle blues, bubblegum pinks, marigold-touched oranges, first snow whites.They spill into her bed of mossy cobble,h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2092855/ Hey Lilian.Life has been kind to us. Growing up is different than you think. You think you'll be ready by then but you aren't. You think you'll be strong enough, brave enough, good enough when the time comes, but nothing as has really changed. You're still there, terrified at the decisions you .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2067351/ Love stories are everywhere. They fall softly around us, light, translucent, designed to provide an effervescent counterpoint, a deliverance, to our inherent sense of unsettlement, entrapment and despair.They are gossamer, delicate and clear. They are salvation.We pile crap all over them.We demand i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2065540/ A silly poem about how my body feels after 5 hours of tennis. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2058996/ All animals experience time at a unique rate.This is why pigeons blithely stroll out of the way of buses. For them - the bus takes ages to reach them.They’ve even done it with F1.And it explains why flies find it easy to avoid being swatted - they see it coming a mile off, and have plenty of t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2058773/ People forget that we're human too.The bullies, the popular crowd. The model girl that seems to have a perfect life.We're human, just like you. We have emotions. We have families, and friends. Worries. Grades. We're not arrogant jerks that think we're good at everything. Personally, I fail at e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2049003/ This question is very personal, in the sense that it's different for every individual so I can only speak to what I have experienced.There is no fix.I don't think I ever heal from a broken heart.It doesn't set back to the way it was.It hurts in places still.I can tell you too that the only way my he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/liliwriter123/2048647/ Heartbreak is so very painful. 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