http://slow.writerscafe.org/FluteMagic2000 The original writings of author Molly Anna en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776013117 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15  He satAlone.Befriended by you,At one time.His hands are cold,His heart is warm.Your memories live onTo him.No cardboard he bears,It’s your ring he wears.He watches the starsAnd remembersWhenYou held his handAndIgnited his heart... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FluteMagic2000/2083571/ I am a heavy thinker with an unusual propensity for joking it off. When I do buck down and say something intelligent, I'm met with silence. The air is thick with ideas. This poem is about that rarity. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FluteMagic2000/2083560/ A Lost OpportunityBy Molly Anna MayoI jumped in my car to drive the three hours to my job interview when I saw him, standing on the corner of the block with his thumb up. He displayed a wide grin as if to hide his sad looking eyes. I contemplated giving him a ride when I stopped at the stop sign.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FluteMagic2000/1895970/