http://slow.writerscafe.org/celeriteramissa The original writings of author Korbyn Rague en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776101803 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 ~~ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/celeriteramissa/1929455/ Perhaps these are just my odd thoughtsBut life is approachingAnd 2,782 high schoolers in our districtEach have their own plans. It’s weird to think aboutAbout how simple everyoneIs to themselvesBut when you think aboutAbout almost 3,000 people3,000 plans 3,000 lives3,000 lives. A week to thems.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/celeriteramissa/1900241/ This penny is worthless, You say? This penny is all I have For the rest of my days So if this penny is worthless,Then so am I. I'm taking my penny with me And I bid you goodbye Because I don't need fortune or fame Even if you call me and my penny lameAnd your opinion isn't worth a cent That'd be the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/celeriteramissa/1900222/ It was the comfortable quiet And we sat there with blissNothing in her hands Except one of mine The coffee in my hand Would not be quite as goodBut we sat there with bliss And it was the comfortable quiet. Something was there But nothing came around nothing in her handsAnd nothing came around Nothin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/celeriteramissa/1900221/ What she thinks he thinksOh my god, she won’t shut up.I sit and listen, but it’s too much InformationShe’s too much of a chore and I wish I could close the door on herShe’s with me too much. She won’t leave me alone andIt’s draining as she strains her voiceTo tell.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/celeriteramissa/1900220/ There is life and there is existingAnd it’s not easy to live.It’s easy to exist because existing isn’t insistingIt’s hard to live because it involves living and loving beyond yourself.It’s easy to exist because a word means nothing.It’s hard to live because a word.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/celeriteramissa/1900216/ Perhaps my thoughts are too confusing,But it comes out just fine with the hands that I’m using.Maybe when they all died, it was a signIt’s not every day there’s no line to wine and dineMaybe I’m overthinkingOr maybe I’m just not drinking...Enough. Nurse, could I get my .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/celeriteramissa/1867139/ Dog, dog, as you sit on my lap. You'll bark at anything, how about that?What if I shouted while you were relaxed?HOW WOULD YOU LIKE IT??!! HOW ABOUT THAT??!!Dog, dog, my companion for life. I don't know if you're much quieter than a wife. I'll take you to the beach and let you lie,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/celeriteramissa/1818625/ Silence. Simply known as the loudest thing known to man. Screeching without so much as the sound of a pin drop. Screaming without anyone hearing a word. Seeming to say, "suck it world. I win." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/celeriteramissa/1818622/ As the moon watched over us,We laughed,We danced,We cheered.As the moon watched over us, We loved,We kissed,We cried.As the moon watched over us,We slept,We aged,We thought. As the moon watched over us,She died,I wept,I closed my eyes. As the moon watched over me, I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/celeriteramissa/1818615/ He was tired. He slept. He awoke. And then it rained. He left. He thought. He drove. And then it rained. He was alone. He was blue. so was the sky. It still rained. No matter what happened to him.It still rained. He didn't like the rain. It still rained. He cried. I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/celeriteramissa/1815910/ What if...What if nothing ever happened? What if it was all just a dream?What if the love never existed?What if wars never shattered lives?What if the color vanished from the sky?What if a baby never cried?What if emotion was everything?...If emotion was taken away, t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/celeriteramissa/1795128/