http://slow.writerscafe.org/weirdodeb The original writings of author Deborah Dhue en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776202865 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 To the boy who made me afraid of Love, I definitely don't hate you: we're still friends. But I know that a lot of my self-destructive habits erupted from our relationship and our breakup. I was willing to give you everything, but I know now that even if I had, nothing would have changed. You s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdodeb/2000984/ To the conductor who made me feel worthless, I'm still here. I'm still singing. I even auditioned for a world-famous jazz band. I hated you for awhile - despised the very thought of you. And while I still greatly dislike you, you pompous egotistical troll, I realized that negative narcissist.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdodeb/1989464/ To the Locust Toybox,Thank you. Your work and viewpoint on life has really inspired me. Who would've thought that some surreal, poorly-drawn animations would change my life? Well, I have to say: it's more refreshing than a winged glowing intersex or a bearded man in the sky. Life imitates art, they .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdodeb/1975456/ To the one who broke me,I was sweet and innocent before you. You said you were my best friend, and we did everything together. I basically lived at your house and saw you as a sister. Then I started dating him. All of a sudden, I didn't worship you: at least that's how you saw it. You had it in .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdodeb/1967697/ An anthology of letters to unnamed persons in my life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdodeb/1967695/ A man has fallen in love with a woman who can see everything and everyone but him. Will he ever get to express his love to her, or will he keep it bottled up? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdodeb/1966942/ Perfect homes are always the most broken. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdodeb/1911029/ A love poem that I eventually want to write music for. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdodeb/1910830/ A poem about a vampire who sings in the church choir. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdodeb/1910823/ A song I wrote when I thought of what the name Lauren means to me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdodeb/1910811/ A poem about a girl http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdodeb/1910806/ A man tries to beat the voices in his head and deal with lost love. Can light and dark truly harmonize? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdodeb/1910804/ An Irishman grows tired of being the town comedian and seeks the help of a deceitful pixie. He forgets the old saying "be careful what you wish for." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdodeb/1897831/ A highly advanced astrophysicist gets bored with his every day work at NASA and digs a little too deep into quantum theory. Will it cost him his life? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdodeb/1893768/ A young stride pianist finds love in a vintage jazz club, and she struggles with her father's old-fashioned ways as she fights for true love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdodeb/1893765/ A first-person writing influenced by Robert M. Pirsig's endless search for the true definition of quality. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdodeb/1661138/ The days of the week as a community of friends and siblings. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdodeb/1622238/ Theodore Roosevelt needs men to enlist for his Rough Riders. When the love of her life goes off to war, Jenny Haley finds herself enlisting as well. "Jensen Haley" must now fight the Spaniards. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdodeb/1618554/ A poem I wrote about my undying love for the McDonald's Triple Cheeseburger. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdodeb/1617125/ A poem describing the coffee shop in my neighborhood that is my sanctuary. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdodeb/1617123/ A motherly entity creates the perfect children, and they must pay homage to Her. If they don't, they must face Her wrath. Based on the album cover for Houses of the Holy by Led Zeppelin. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdodeb/1617116/ A man who loves cleaning finds an old flower pot that he cannot scrub the stains off of. As life goes on, he hopes his daughter is not being negatively affected by this. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdodeb/1617115/