http://slow.writerscafe.org/Terpsichore The original writings of author Rebecca en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776042585 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 someone sew me up with a breath of stale eyes,the color of the autumn sky, tearing me into sliversdangling from carmine lips, sodegrading, disgusting, tastes like lustneedlepoint the words i need you on the inside of my ribs, brand me with your       memorynou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Terpsichore/613365/