http://slow.writerscafe.org/theslowleak The original writings of author Slow Leak en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776041475 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This poem is sad http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theslowleak/1764789/ I understand electrons when I skateI get what it feels like to take up fluid spaceLeft foot here, right foot thereAround the rink we goI catch your eye and take a strideTraction made as the inside of my blad makes a wedgeI push two adjacent lines to propel meTowards your handEffortlessly we come tog.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theslowleak/1764785/ I'm not a victim of circumstance, I'm just scared. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theslowleak/1737169/ This poem sucks, but it's fine http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theslowleak/1737131/ Crazy are your legs when blood flows between themWhen the thick, dark hair gets matted and the heat builds beneath themMolting womb! I cry, what moves you to make me quake?What primordial urge deserves the purge this kind of recourse?This sensation?I don't want to call it pain, just unsure. Is .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theslowleak/1737128/ Maybe this will be a song for Liz some day. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theslowleak/1735175/ You know the story, two strangers on a train http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theslowleak/1723755/ For Mark http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theslowleak/1723370/ I wrote this near Big Sur California. I was driving along US 1 when I noticed a sign for elephant seals off to the side of the road. This is my poem for my friend I met, but walrus flowed better. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theslowleak/1723368/ I meet Liz's boyfriend and we spend the afternoon on his roof. This was the day I wrote the poem Worship. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theslowleak/1694372/ This feels really good to share. Cathartic. It has been a pleasure and a heartache writing it. The photo is me last Halloween, as a fucked up housewife. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theslowleak/1694335/ Mark and Angela spend a day together http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theslowleak/1694284/ Inspired, always, by Sir David Attenborough Life in the Undergrowth https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zHM02ptBGB0 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theslowleak/1694250/ A poem for my favorite place. While writing this, I was dreaming about Denos Vourderis, a greek immigrant who promised his love Lula the wheel as a wedding present. A beacon of hope for a community. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theslowleak/1694236/ Fingers Were made to wanderLike wetness between legsSeems to always find Its way around the bed, once it'sOnto fingersBecoming haphazardly spreadOr pressedInto sheetsDon't worry- I'll make moreDeep insideA non verbal reminder from my body To yours, I'm hungryFamished, babyDon't worry- if you get sti.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theslowleak/1684369/ Something s****y for my hunnies http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theslowleak/1684367/ Abortion, loss, getting it out http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theslowleak/1684359/ Power dynamics take the lead http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theslowleak/1684354/ How many don't you see? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theslowleak/1684305/ A Belgian stud who cut me open http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theslowleak/1684300/ A friend and I are on a train from Belgium to Amsterdam. We are lovers and friends.. Sometimes one more than the other. Written 1.5.15 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theslowleak/1684294/ Friends share an afternoon http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theslowleak/1684283/