http://slow.writerscafe.org/graceb The original writings of author grace.b en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776189174 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 My dad told me that when I fell in love it would feel like fireworks. A colourful chaos that overwhelmed and excited.But when I fell in love it was like being underwater. A muted world that stretched on forever, and an all-consuming breathlessness.For a while I was weightless, as the ceiling lights .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graceb/1842640/ My secrets lie beneath the blue-black ink on the pages of a stolen notebook. They are recorded with infinite care, and scribbled out with equal precision, meaning the words are illegible…yet so concretely there.The yellowing pages silently whisper my confession back to me, and the sprawl of d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graceb/1842639/ Thoughts float in that infiniteSmall space between bodies and oblivion, and are nearImpossible to grasp. They weave themselves into his fingertips and strands of unruly hair,Or stretch wide to brush Against the face of God. Some flit from place to placeAnd disappear around unseen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graceb/1842638/