http://slow.writerscafe.org/flaco The original writings of author flaco en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1779880236 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 just a perfect moment in time http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flaco/2839622/ a walk in the park http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flaco/2784929/ a very short story for a short love affair http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flaco/2143107/ My heart  brokeMany years ago   we were kidsI think of you still andtime stops   I’m 17 again Lying on the grass behind your apartment If we met now would I know youwould I recognize your smile or your soulwould you smell  or feel the  same  .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flaco/2115843/ a latte and moral dilemma http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flaco/2110683/ just a memory http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flaco/2078207/ just a snippet of life I saw on my way to work http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flaco/2073840/ I see your beauty Without desireYour sexualityWithout lust I feel attractionBut no yearning Old age has freed me I am liberated   Your smile Mesmerizing Your movements Poetic combined with  curves  which   are Prophetic .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flaco/2048057/  She bounced into the coffee shop early one Saturday morningTwo steps ahead of MomOnly 5 or 6 , cute as a button ,  a smile that lit up the whole store She hopped up on the couch where we were sitting My wife and I Greetings, names, pleasantries exchanged &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flaco/2040623/ I noticed her step through the door to the coffee shop one SaturdaymorningHolding two mugs of her own Her body still warm from the bed just vacated and the lover still there. Her clothes  the same as what she wore  the night beforeShe didn't know she would spend the night Young.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flaco/2039814/ The routine visit to the Dentist �"which is not a highlightof anyone’s week- turned significantly better when the big busted Hygienist whowas cleaning my teeth asked me to turn slightly towards her. I did so gladly- but slowly -not wanting to appear eager and  in t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flaco/2038745/  The stories she told- so often- go unspoken now  as she is gone.  I did not really listen then  -the repeated stories from an old lady But now If I couldI would like to hear her -one more timetell me a story --one I know by heart --have heard many times -  .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flaco/2025536/ When young I knew Someday when I wouldbe happySomeday, then and there  I would be content. But  someday, somewhere, someplace never arrived and  while waiting I got old http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flaco/2025477/ I’m a Fisherman �" more specifically a Fly FishermanStanding in a stream up to the top of my waders by the sideof the woods early in the morning The sun has started it assent   - soonto crest the trees on the side of Blueberry creek  The &nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flaco/2025456/  An unexamined life isnot worth living- so said Socrates he may be correct. Or at least it soundsworthy, just and noble.But I want to spend a mindless day At the bar on thecorner Arrive  early on a quiet,beautiful  sunny Sunday to  drink.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flaco/2025034/                           The early winter wind blows thru the night                &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flaco/1847597/ observation of cafe owners http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flaco/1847595/ a moment I would like back http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flaco/1847276/ Lavender patch                 I stopped to pick a bunch of lavender at a u- pick field near my house. Late June " summer has just started and the lavender is infull bloom . sunny skies, fluffy white clouds w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flaco/1846641/