http://slow.writerscafe.org/JohnGradyCole The original writings of author Cris Roley en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776028654 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Dave and I had just finished watching a video when our friend Reggie came into the dorm with his old ex-girlfriend, Erin, from back home. They both wore P-coats that quickly got slipped off, falling to the floor uncaringly. They smiled and continued their conversation that we half-heard muffled outs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnGradyCole/1701721/ The things I doto pass the timeWhen I don’thave you right by my sideI smoke I drinkI try to writeI can’t fallasleep so I’m up all night Staring at starstrying to learn their namesBuild a fire inthe woods and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnGradyCole/1650513/ Love is a kissyou cannot betrayA fitting of thelips in such a wayAnd all themistakes that have been madeAnd the onesinevitable in all our daysCannot contendthe kiss Love is a lookyou cannot dissuadeA force betweeneyes i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnGradyCole/1650510/ From the darkness of a quiet rooming house, in a small cityon an island someplace in the pacific, comes the soft, sweet whisper of awoman’s voice.  They lay naked together,sat up in each other’s arms; a single thin white sheet covers them. Th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnGradyCole/1648514/ You wouldn’t be able to tellHe’s always got a glass in his handAnd he’s someplace raising hell He’s never on the stageAnd he’s always playing calmWhen he’s built up all kinds of rage He&rs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnGradyCole/1645330/ Beneath the woven moonlightAnd the glistening lapidary against the sapphire eveLike ice-flakes on a dark hoodFor as great as my nearsighted eyes can see With a cigarette in the drivewayAnd the feathers of those clouds falling downMy br.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnGradyCole/1645327/ Scene. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnGradyCole/1645323/ These things are in my mind at the moment.             I am on theoutskirts of Los Angeles sitting in a round booth and I am closest to AlPacino’s sister and even the cloth of the seats are a velvet .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnGradyCole/1643077/ I remember latenights that bled into very early mornings: days and days without sleep ormoments to rest. Working ten-hour shifts that weren’t anything compared to thehours indulged in liquor and cocaine; practically anything you could sip, snortor smoke,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnGradyCole/1643051/ Just a scene. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnGradyCole/1642756/ A little short story to go with being a little short on cash. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnGradyCole/1642254/ Let’s go to the docks where the wooden boats restWith fine-aged grooves that wrinkle their fleshA quiet and hollow creek to their breathAnd in we’ll stepWe’ll bring your fishing rods and hooksSome bait for the fish and I’ll bring some booksThen we’ll paddle on down the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnGradyCole/1642105/ For it all began with grain and clayIn ancient lands so far awayAnd in turquoise mines for the laborers dayWhere to whom a lovely goddess the men would prayThat now I can write this for youThanks to those earthen veins of minerals blueAnd the flowing rivers and oceans tooOver which sailed ships rowe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnGradyCole/1642103/ There’s a second side of the plastic white fence. Maybe it’s wooden. It’s too dark to tell which and it’s been too long since the last time I’ve been near it, couldn’t tell you the last time I’ve even touched it to see. It divides the lawns of my neighbors a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnGradyCole/1642102/ It was sunday. Wine was drunk in a parking lot the night before my good friend left and the day was spent by the ocean with my woman. Around ten that sunday the earth sat between the sun and the moon. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnGradyCole/1642100/ Here is an introduction to a story and a few of the characters I'd like to explore. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnGradyCole/1642092/