http://slow.writerscafe.org/randombunny The original writings of author Randombunny en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775991265 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The endless search for sharp things. A pocket knife, a box cutter, a clay carving tool, scissors, straight pins.Anything. I got rid of it all once. All the razors. All the things I'd sharpened to use on the soft parts of me. Last night, rummaging through drawers, craft boxes, kitchen or.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/randombunny/1858369/ They met there, between the pages of books, both written and unwritten. Intertwining themselves with words and thoughts. His hands were calloused, but his touch was soft. His words were harsher than hers, but more beautiful. He smelled like the inside of her favorite book, and motorcycles. She was.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/randombunny/1848794/