http://slow.writerscafe.org/megs1404 The original writings of author Megs en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776083376 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A name once so sweetnow tastes like poison on my tongueWhen heard in passingI stifle the stir it evokesThe stir that starts in the very bottom of my belly,and spreads through my limbs like fireI wear a veil of indifferenceso as not to expose my ever lingering desiresBut truth be told,all of my sense.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/megs1404/1786782/ I drove by that spot todayyou knowthat spot by the riverThe spot where we fucked in the backseat of my carThe spot where you pulled me close and saidI know I'm breaking all the rules, but I need youThe thought of screaming in your ear as I came;bliss, ecstasy The warm March rain falling ou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/megs1404/1785631/ I'm going to die soonSome days I feel it more than others,but I knowThere are times when I feel I might outrun itHours when music filters out the wait,and entices my limbs to come alive againAnd I can breatheThen there are such dark daysDays, hours, that pass in dark spaceswhen tears flow so unrelen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/megs1404/1782804/ Something I wrote in after my hysteria had subsided. I don't fancy myself much of a writer, so excuse my poor grammar and punctuation. I just write what I feel. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/megs1404/1782799/