http://slow.writerscafe.org/s581335 The original writings of author Bailee Ink en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776304666 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 If I were the earthI would probably spin in the wrong direction.Too afraid to ask mars, I’d lose my sense of gravityand revolve with pluto on axis z in relation to the sun,Too far and too slow,the burning and bright would forget me.Winter, Summer, Spring, and Fall,unrelenting in time,unbearabl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/s581335/1690426/ It was her!She killed a man,she aimed for his heartbut instead the bullet broke through his head.Tragedyoh no, tragedy.I cry and I weep,as I chase after her,but I find peace in my sleep.The bullet broke through his skulland through the window made of glass.His blood stained the tile floorof the stor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/s581335/1690396/ “Simple” was not the word for me.“Becoming of static thunderclouds” was the better name,as I stood under and caught all of the rain.It got stuck between now and thens,and time seemed to falter,on these certain occasions.Occasions in which I’d singor in which I’d d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/s581335/1690390/