http://slow.writerscafe.org/jonwiley The original writings of author Jonathan W en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776048195 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 roller skating late in the eveningtwo boys glide across the wavy concrete like surfers.ten small wheels rolling them awayfrom their mother’s doublewide adjacent to the long airstrip.the tallest boy caught briefly in time as a small stonesends his lanky form airborne, loose sweat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jonwiley/1845846/ a man seated on a paint chipped wooden bench behind a seldomused backstopdrags the tip of his shoe in the exposed mud to createthe shapes silhouetted in his mind by hours spent tracing lines with his palm on the back of her neck. sunrise, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jonwiley/1845821/ I saw you on thestreet for the first time in three months. someone must have been digging a trench deeper and deeper in my absence,each shovelful thoughtlessly unpacking moments I laid so carefullybecause my loudest screams couldn’t .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jonwiley/1845107/ El Burro, Vintage 2013. Spain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jonwiley/1845057/ I’m not sure what it is about walking in shoes that rub your heel bonejust enough to make small red marksdiscovered only by close inspection against cloudy white light from sagging glass window panes,but it can stop time. cir.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jonwiley/1845036/