http://slow.writerscafe.org/tristaned The original writings of author Tristan E en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776077008 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 if i have found my home in her
if i wrapped myself up in her voice,
found salvation on her lips
,traced psalms on her back with my fingers
,discovered my purpose in her laugh
,found my waist longing for the way she clings to me at night,if i miss her more .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tristaned/1885625/ i didn't mean to get so close to youi never dreamed you would mean this much to mei didn't think i wanted what you gave meand you gave me so littlei gave you the worldand you threw a handful of dirt in my facemy casket was your armsmy death wish was your kissyou killed me and i let y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tristaned/1788911/ i'm hard to lovei've seen so many people walk in, try, and walk outto figure that outso, i am officially closed for businessthat is, until you knockedand knockedand kept knockingand since i am a pushoveri came out to meet youi told youyou can't come inwhat you don't seem to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tristaned/1788910/ june 12, 2016orlando shooting49 dead, 52 injuredlgbt community is heartbrokenmy parentsdemocrats, but still homophobic christiansweepmy mother is heartbrokenby the man who texted his mother from the bathroomhe reaches for his mommybut he can only reach so farhis phone screen bl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tristaned/1788907/ to roambittersweetbut mostly bitterrun, walk, jogeither way you're going nowhereyou warned that you were going to leavebut no one believed youand since you are powersince you are rebellionsince your feet strike lightning when you take a stepsince they send a signal to your mouth.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tristaned/1788906/ let me tell you-and take my honest word-she is perfect, i swear itand they say that love is blindbut my eyes have been openedmountains would move for herif she asked them totreacherous waves would bow to herif she set foot on the sandand she is humblehumble like the grass and the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tristaned/1763049/ the moment i figured outthat being transgenderis like running away from homei released the breath i had been holding subconsciouslyand i let myself gothe moment i realized i let myself goi sucked myself back inmy skin cracking with the sudden pressureparts of me escape through th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tristaned/1761565/ i've been called a know it allbut right now, looking at youi'm not sureif i write this down, i'll write in pencilbut even if i erase i can still clearly see the indentionsbecause i put way too much pressureon the poor little utensilwhen i fall to you while i believe you when you say .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tristaned/1761560/ she asks me the standard questions:"how are you feeling?"well, i'm here."in the past month, how often has your mood drastically fluctuated?"often."how are you treated at home?"i have to think about this onefine.now ask me how they treat me at the place my comfortable bed iswhere .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tristaned/1761559/ i stand at the door of your heart for so longmy knees grow weakyou peek your eyeglossed over with reclusethrough the peepholeand i hear the door unlockbut i don't want to walk in without a warm welcome homewhen you first let me ini held on too tightwhite knuckle flirtationyou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tristaned/1761556/ sleepless nightsi don't regret themi think of you-your curious eyes, your humble smile-they keep me awake more then coffee.then i remember you-your fear of commitment, your flighty nature-i know you don't lose a wink of sleepthinking about me.you touched me and it was electricy.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tristaned/1761555/ My name is DoomD double O M- DoomPlease step out of the wayWouldn't want anyone to get hurtAn accident waiting to happen, you could say"Here comes he,Who spits fire and leaves destruction everywhere he goes,Here comes-"Doom.Doomed by my innocenceDoomed by my circumstanceI t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tristaned/1761552/