http://slow.writerscafe.org/Paige%20Greene The original writings of author Paige en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776064565 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 she lifted her glass to the lightsaw the prints her lips had madewondered, are they always like this?she hung her head and sighed. he looked through the keyholesaw the love of his life asleepwondered, why in the world is she his?he breathed a breath from his soul. they sit together.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Paige-Greene/629275/ I'm sitting around in puddlesPuddles of diamonds on the floorClean out your mind, clean out your mindThrow away the thoughts that crossed my path.And the sewing needle falls to the floor, to the floorAnd lies forgotten for evermore. The lightning strikes outside my mindIt's only thunder on the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Paige-Greene/629250/ The ebony lying in the snowThe ivory glowing in the darkThe mercury dripping from a roseIs it a memory, or is it a dream? Some lines standing straight upSome lines lying on the horizonAnd the sun burns red into my eyesDoes it hurt, or does it feel that good? Scattered leaves like my though.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Paige-Greene/629249/ things happen. i have my great-grandmother's gloves. i called her Mema.and thats one of the only things i remember about her. i remember that her hands were cold the last time i saw her. she was down here with my aunts and my grandmother for somebody's funeral. i don't remember whose.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Paige-Greene/629248/ forget her;forget her smileher beautiful laughforget the way herhair shines all dayforget the way hereyes sparkle at youforget the way shecried for you.forget herforget that she loved youforget that she thoughtyou loved herforget that she couldnttell if you were lyingforget the way shesaid good morn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Paige-Greene/629246/ I sat by his chair, holding his hand,He turned to me, and asked me a question.He said, "I know that I'm old and sick,But do you still love me?"I said yes, of course I love him,And he asked me,"Do you love me just a little,Or a whole lot?"A whole lot, I said.And he said he loves.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Paige-Greene/628594/ Little white boxPlain and boring and never-changingJust the way it breathesIt makes me madIt makes me so madI can hardly stand itI need to get outBut I'm stuckAnd I scream for helpBut the little white boxIt closes my mouthAnd my eyesAnd suddenly I can't breatheI can't breatheAnd I don't know whyI ju.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Paige-Greene/628529/ she breathes and the windit breathes with hershe moves and the cloudsthey move with herthey all want to followfollow follow her aroundand the rainbow aroundher wrists is like littlebows of laceand she ties pretty bowswith him the same onesas the ones on her wrists she cries and the rainit cries.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Paige-Greene/627657/