http://slow.writerscafe.org/rebeccacherub000 The original writings of author Rebecca en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775980457 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 what boredom is like http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/2461270/ The world keeps spinning 'round 'round. I watch the streets bleed with calls rushing past yellow lights. People are doing what they always do, 9 to 5, get up and go to work, stay there all day with a thirty minute break and drive home fast in traffic and then turn on the television and eat potato ch.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/2460949/ She was this weird half-human sociopathic thing, like a vampire stalking the night. Gazing at the shining moon wishing she could feel something other than the bizarre emptiness inside her, a gaping hole the size of the half moon. The dark side of the moon, the place where her secrets came to hide. S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/2460925/                                                   .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/2460923/ a hurt/comfort story about a sociopath http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/2460922/ a poem about people meant to be angels http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/2110177/ A free write. first draft. a metaphoric journey. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/2109563/ A prose poem about a girl named Oleander who struggles with eating disorders and self-harm and her search for purpose. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/2022578/ A stream of consciousness story with coffee as a metaphor http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1997133/ Darkness hovers over meA quiet beastA monster clicking in my bones,inside my skin, deep in my veinsMy blood is purple and greenThere are bruises deep inside of meAnd sometimesAnd sometimesBeing lost inside my head isn't so bad,but then I get lost,hovering over my seat in the bus and I scream, where .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1990035/ a poem about noise and different realms http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1990029/ There is a back-story to all of thisThere is a prologue left unwrittenThere is an epilogue leaving more to be saidThen there is the rose colored painThen there is the spiky thornsThen there is a phoenix healing with his tearsI watch a baby dragon flyI watch for the back-storyThere are two sides to t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1988098/ What is thew sound of alone?How does it feel and what is it's color?How far is the chasm between here and there, from one world to the other?I hear the sound of aloneIt rings in my ears, it dances in my heartWhy does a caged bird weep?What hidden mystery does the cuckoo ring?Why oh why do we keep hi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1988092/ A maddening hunterfrozen tears, white, sacredbrilliant star alive ablazeA maddening hunterironically holds rose petalsI am the thornsWe trek through the tall grass, the corn and the flowersAnd then the sunAnd then the sunStare at it too long and it will look right into youI have a non-neurotypical b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1988052/ Because I smilePeople look and stare and tell me I am heartlessI sit inside of my own worldI gaze towards a verdant green sky, the sun lighting up grass and treesPeople look and stareThey don't see the girl I am insideThe silent sky whispers slowly, gentlyA sound in my heartEvaporating, extingu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1988045/ a poem about pain http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1985793/ stream of consciousness the way people are in life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1896909/ An archangel saves Amy when she tries to kill herself http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1893703/ Follow cherubs as they help suicidal teen Amy become Christian. Stream of consciousness coming of age novel, focused on character study and prose-poetry http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1893702/ A stream of consciousness book on dreams. Gonna start it as soon as I buy my dream journal. Each dream will be a chapter. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1887352/ Genine's dreams Saturday night and how she gets ready for Church http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1887332/ Genine wandering in-between Heaven and Earth, skating and letting the woodlands and the marshes seep into her soul. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1886549/ Chapter 4     I am on the ice. As I spin, i think about Celtic, lying on her back and purring. I attempt a triple toe loop and fall on my butt and laugh. I've been warming up for my intermediate class. I daydream about asking Kane to take me to Earth so I can go to the Olympics. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1886191/ church and a lucid dream http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1885123/ Genine in the woods and on the ice http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1884815/     I am between two worlds: seeing one, living in another. I live in heaven. Celtic has been with us for four years and she has been a loving friend. She's kind, and touches me with her paws sometimes, but she no longer scratches and bites. I am ten now, and I decided I would stay ten for.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1884455/ Meet Genine and her new cat http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1884454/ About a wolf, a girl, and a kitten http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1884087/ A meditation on following your dreams http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1883085/ About martial arts and what it means to me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1880385/ my newest poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1877297/ I discuss the themes and messages in Jessica Khoury's novel "Origin". I wanted to call it an essay but it wasn't an option. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1877224/ about a girl swimming under a waterfall. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1874783/ Follow Mystie as she talks with her sisters and goes hiking and talks with her boss http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1874363/ a meditation on people-watching http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1873906/ a meditation on starving artists http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1873905/ prose poetry about faeries and elves and cherubs http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1811893/ a poem about wisdom http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1811878/ a poem about listening to your soul http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebeccacherub000/1811874/