http://slow.writerscafe.org/AndreaFancony The original writings of author Andrea Rosanna en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775921051 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This is a Stream of Consciousness. I'm exploring the style. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndreaFancony/1955043/ Some say this ain't lady-likeBut f**k them and f**k you tooFor giving me no options Cussing you out is all I can doFor f*****g other girlsMaking a fool out of meFor loving me less than I loved youShowing me how desperate I could beFor wasting my moneyMy goddamn timeFor making me look vulgarWith.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndreaFancony/1878796/ A Memoir http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndreaFancony/1878768/ Fear the warriors once enslavedBe scared of us because we’re braveWorn out hands hit the jembe drumFear the warriors once enslavedWe stomp so hard our feet are numbFrom running on this hellish groundFear the warriors once enslavedBe scared of us because we’re brave. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndreaFancony/1878760/ Got me hooked On roses and champagneI fell hardNearly insaneYou said you loved meThe exact sameBut you changedWho is to blame?Once so closeNow disdainWaisted my timeAll in vainBroke my heartGave me painOn the cold floorThe pieces remainYou trickled inAs a lig.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndreaFancony/1878740/ King of many thronesMen pray and die for youThey say you’re everywhereI don’t know if it’s trueKing of many thronesIf you are so goodWhy let us starveFor answers, for food?King of many thronesI have to ask whyYou give only to take awayWhy do children die.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndreaFancony/1878739/ She was given an incredible gift The best most precious little oneDidn’t ask for it on her christmas listIt caught her off guard like a loaded gunSuch priceless gift there’s no way she could keepOf what she doesn’t have so much it would takeDreaming she still has.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndreaFancony/1878736/ I like the feel of warmth Warmer bodies against mineAgainst my cold skinMy colder heart in cloud nineI like to seduceSlow steady snakeTo satisfySurrender. Succumb. Self-sakeI like to bend moralityBe the primal meUndress the properBe nothing but weI like to lay with bothBath in the sea of pleasu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndreaFancony/1878729/