http://slow.writerscafe.org/jessicawrites The original writings of author jessicawrites en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776217397 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This poem isn’t about you.It’s not about:Your voice, silk,The way you think.It's not about the gracefulExpansion of your pupils intoThe white of your eyes,Light-scattering superExplosions flickering Fireworks wheneverYou see her.When her perfect curls fallOn her peach-pink lips andY.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/2956143/ If I could swim underneath theWhite fluorescence of Paranaque, flopMy strange scales against these horridlyEven square tiles, I’d haul my bodySwinging PVC vent to PVC vent, stab myVengeful illicium in these quantum dotsTaunting glutathione and motorcycles on sale.I&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/2955577/ The ink is heavy with affection.I overthink the hills and valleysOf a teasing book inscription,The dots, the slant, the cursive,The stamp: best, dearly,Truly yours.There is tension in the letters.I analyze even the spaces betweenPen-strokes, their distance andClaustrophobia. I squeeze themTighter, c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/2952554/ My world is in fluorescence;Cold, artificial, and hospital-esque.I search for meaning within the confinesOf a four-by-three; decorate the wallsWith paint, and grime, and upholstery.I find mirrors hidden by hairline cracks,Reflecting worms falling down, downDown the wooden slab onto the sienna floor,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/2938466/ Hands on white keys, soft eyes on me -How they smiled with the flow of melodies.You wished the stars would hold their breath, and the sun would cease to rise.You said that night should stay forever,Just you, the piano, and me.A boyish grin, ear-to-ear; the gentle feel of skin,Note after note; no sca.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/2936337/ Flash Fiction http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/2929129/ A tiny star fell on my hand one evening, a little while before I turned eighteen. It did not hurt me. It was the softest, shiniest, most beautiful, most blinding thing I've ever seen. A spectrum of colors and mystery, a little hot but not burning. I asked where it came from."Across millions of eons,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/2922062/  I can no longer tell night from day,A blur of colors, of time ticking, sand fallingdown and rising up and up and up,And the grains vanishing, and reappearing -Devoid of sense, without physics.I watch seconds turn to hours and retreatInto the mindless joy of non-existence existence,What it woul.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/2910396/ The protagonist sets off to buy a dress at a strange sewing shop http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/2906179/ You say that words Should fall on me like rain, Should sweep by me like wind, And I, like stone, should merely stand, Unperturbed and unbecoming.You wish me to hide away my voice When others scream. You say it is the kind thing to do.You, whose feet have never dug&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/2853682/ PrincessI wake belowStraight aurora raysUnder an African summer.You, my princess,Gently smile.I fly aboveThe glaciers of ManilaRight beside Paris.You, my princess,Sweetly nod.I watch the sunFreeze over and wither,And feel peoniesGrow out of my skin.You, my princess,Say nothing.You are still the stra.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/2853681/ On men, romance, nakedness, and time. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/2848869/ A draft http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/2838852/ A lover and a sin. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/2823329/ Rain falls on the ocean,As fish climb up the sky.In the distance, mountainsMade of bees and butterflies.I swim towards the shallows,My legs against the tides.I dream of sun tomorrow,Sand scraping on my thighs.Escape this world of nonsense,I retreat into my skull.Fill my lungs with longing,For a new .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/2823210/ Swiping my way to romance http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/2052425/ Words cannot express how much I loved her. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/2052255/ Our footsteps take us to the nearest Starbucks http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/2052252/ Instead of screaming for an exist, I'll sing my way out the door. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/2052249/ Percico fanfic from Heroes of Olympus (After Annabeth and Percy went back from Tartarus) Contains Spoilers http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/1759704/ It was an amazing place. The branches curl and swirl to an amazing mess. Clouds above my head goes from light pink to red. The ground was damp and violet and blue. Nothing compares to the blending of its colors. It was morning when I came there, so the morning mist covered the peculiar garden with v.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/1729625/ A very intense poem about what really happens http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/1729582/ I want to tell myself some things... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/1729558/ A poem about deep love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/1728138/ Moral Dilemma http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/1722446/ I'm not strong enough... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/1701920/ ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/1701146/ Forgotten Lyrics http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/1700727/ You're wrong! you're wrong!Shut up! shut up!You won't understandYou'll know when you grow upYou should be more confidentSpeak up! Speak up!Why won't you understand?!You want to grow up?!Can you all shut up?You see, I'm just a childI don't know what to doAnd its all because of you!Listen to me onceI .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/1700320/ December Nights•••The city is awakeSo is the snow that keeps on fallingThe night is coldSo is your hard heart that never lovesThis could all change if you choose toBut let's not, it's a December nightEverything is unique this momentEverything only happens every this monthLet's not, le.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/1700306/ If I can only restLike a bird waiting for its mother in nestI would have had plenty of energyI'd exchange that for this serenityBut my heart is poundingMy mind is runningI am not the little birdBut the mother whom the bird waits. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/1700305/ Military Part 3•••If only I hadn't been too excited and dragged Skye into this inescapable dream, he would have lived. Perhaps I should blame the opposing team or maybe the world for being so war-thirsty. But if we break it all down, I'm really the one who should have died.A rain of b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/1700300/ Military Part 2•••My eyes open painfully like it always did after dreamless nights. My feet lead me to the kitchen but I didn't resist, who would, anyway? I start to cook two pork chops. His favorite.'Hey, Skye, want sprite or coke?'He doesn't answer. Maybe he didn't hear.I pick two p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/1700297/ Military Part 1•••I stare horrified at the corpses that surround me. As the wind blows past, I remember their determined speeches, that they will survive the military and save our country. The funny thing is, they didn't talk about surviving the war. Their training didn't serve much e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/1700291/ Loses are what makes us fight. Falling over is what makes us stand.After losing her best friend in the war, Tania decides to fight the opposing country to avenge the death that made her cry. She and four other soldier survivors train hard in the military with their own reasons.•••I am.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/1700285/ After losing her best friend in the war, Tania makes sure her soldier friend's sacrifice won't be wasted. Join her as she tries to be strong in the military with the other survivor soldiers. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicawrites/1700282/