http://slow.writerscafe.org/LanaWinter The original writings of author Cate Winter en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776197942 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 blood of my bloodclad in furs of bear and wolfcarved ships with dragon's headswith calloused hands andburning heartssails taut as saltspraycarved runes into pale skin  freckled from sunlit hours of working earth into grain   steel into swordsancient songs ina new world  wher.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LanaWinter/921742/ Aprils of my childhoodwere not tinged whiteby snowstorms.trudging down sidewalksslick with ice I slip as I'm startledby a trilling call-(startling) starlingblack feathers madeblacker stillagainst storm-shrouded skyfeathers alreadyspattered with white flecks(starling starchild)paying little heedto th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LanaWinter/921739/ Introspection. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LanaWinter/921738/ For my sisters. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LanaWinter/648386/ Of memory, and closing doors. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LanaWinter/624216/ Food writing: Pomegranates http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LanaWinter/623866/