http://slow.writerscafe.org/SSG The original writings of author LittleBear en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776108773 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 She is envy.A perfect doll, long misplaced. She was made with a delicate touch; Thin porcelain. Gorgeous, But so easy to break . . . I know. Children found her and tore her hair Ripped her clothes and cracked her chest.. . . gentle touches . . . Covered her with what .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SSG/1812610/ A very SIMPLE poem to my "crush" . . . I slipped it, anonymously, in his locker. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SSG/1812255/ As one soul, As two hearts . . . Am I not just as much their daughter as he is their son? And is he not just as much their son as I am their daughter? Inside that drawer is autumn - is the ocean. I've opened a storm, Raging greys and blues - whirling around those pupils.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SSG/1812023/