http://slow.writerscafe.org/mayjbird The original writings of author mayjbird en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776043900 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Sometimes I don’t feel like loving anyone I don’t want anything inside meNo lackluster lover trying to slip me the dick like someone stealing a bite off my plate quick with a smug smile afterme with an eye roll (but never to the back.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mayjbird/1844255/ As a child we would go to the state fair as a family. My sister and I would wander yards ahead of our young parents, fervently debating how to use our strand of tickets. Overwhelmed by choice, and the earthy aroma of livestock coupled with the sticky sweet scent of fair food, we&rsqu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mayjbird/1795850/ This is unfinished http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mayjbird/1795806/ No one stays together for the kids anymoredon't bother disguising your tone through the blanket of the doorI keep posing the same questionyou point the finger at the depression and it’s not that I don’t see her sulking in the cornerrolling her eye.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mayjbird/1795803/ I had my palm read oncein a tea shop in St. JohnsI was with some girlwe don’t talk anymoreshe moved to Bellingham years agoshe uncurled my hand       stroked my fingers  and fondled my knucklestraced all my lines like some girl .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mayjbird/1795802/