http://slow.writerscafe.org/yumfoot The original writings of author Becca en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776003328 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I fear I’m lost inside my eldritch dreams--I slip, slowly, from the shore of actuality into a wispy abyssAs mental deception and distortion reform the concrete. I fear I’m falling farther, with increasing speed, as, recently,I’ve seen false creations from mental fabrications, too t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yumfoot/1605604/ He was a comely cacophony;A melancholy mix of--inhuman--atrocitiesThat was,Nonetheless,Charming. In truth, I hated him and his ever constantEmotional need a pesky poltergeistBlowing upMy f*****g phoneAnd yet I found I loved him, for the lunar light he somehowShone into my soul, not of deliberate int.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yumfoot/1605603/ This is a ballad I wrote for a class. It's actually a true story. RIP, my lost fish. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yumfoot/1605601/ It’s the white noise, the blank space I’ve come to hate, Cropped only by the cacophonous shrieks of the clock, Reminding me Each Sec-Ond Is Fleet-Ing And that each dreaded moment I spend Lying down or dreaming, trying to befriend the silence �"And peace�"Is a wort.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yumfoot/1605600/