http://slow.writerscafe.org/EvergreenFae The original writings of author EvelynFae en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775968767 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Please don't called meEvelyn. Refrain from calling “Eve.” I like to spend mylife living in a distorted, dissociated dream. I'vedisconnected myself so severely. To the point that I forget thatI'm alive. And when you call my name it just sends me back intime. Back to when I was a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EvergreenFae/1851314/ Pouring allof me into empty voids of bodies too weak to live. Sitting stillat the bottom of their souls. Sitting stagnant: Lifeless.Numb. My Mothersays we have people in higher places to protect us. But in factall we have is dry dirt. Slipping through our fingers. Wehave no moisture... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EvergreenFae/1849881/ Radio static and stale cigarettes. A little too much wine and constant regret. My head hurts, they say that's because I'm ill. I think it's because I mixed alcohol with pills. They're fading away nowI smell of depression and antiperspirant.One more bottle and they might thin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EvergreenFae/1849421/ I was born with a hole in my heart. And that's not a metaphor.From an age that I can't remember I'd draw pictures of my heart with a large gaping hole in the middle.As I grew up I learned it was only the size of a pin prick, but that hole effects my everyday life.As I grew older the trauma's of life.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EvergreenFae/1849420/ He planned his voyage a month ahead before he landed upon my shores. His eyes set on me as an 'X' I was bewildered by his secretive determination. My coastline was humble, my sunset was beautiful but never the less I am quaint. How could such a large ship set his destination to me?&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EvergreenFae/1845443/ My jaw is aching. My teeth are wobbling though they are not babies, anymore. Adult and grown, they should be sturdy. But in fact they're soft and weak. I'll spit my blood out in the sink. I'll wash my mouth out with bleach. Then you never held me. Then you never to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EvergreenFae/1845092/