http://slow.writerscafe.org/GiaHouseman The original writings of author Gia Houseman en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775984174 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A short poem about never being able to achieve an emotional state a younger me once had http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GiaHouseman/2770279/ A fast paced poem about coming out as gender-queer. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GiaHouseman/1791933/ Alice, why don't you run away?I wouldn't blame you if you did,it is after all time that... you find your prince.Alice, if you choose to stay I'd,why I'd love you till the end of time,also I know that I am slightly mad but...Hunny, I'm not that bad.You say you don't like that Cheshire cat?I'll skin h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GiaHouseman/1789857/ Blind. I believed in her blindly as if she were the only thing I had left. Her voice still embedded in my mind, it seemed as if her presence in my life would never leave. My blind hope in her that maybe one day she would change for the better and climb out of the hole she was digging herself in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GiaHouseman/1629177/ The beginning of a short story. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GiaHouseman/1625439/ Please excuse mewhile I think.I think then plan,plan the perfect death.It is not I whomshall die but you,You are the perfectvictim for a perfect crime. I was once normal,can you imagine?I’ve right my wrongssince then of course,Oh darling don’t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GiaHouseman/1578987/ People..That's the thing, it's not always or only the people.It's not them who I battle with but I am however at war with myself.Yet it is not me, it is this other person... this other, thing.This thing that is inside me, that, That blinds me to the beauty of day,That deafens me to the sounds o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GiaHouseman/1578954/