http://slow.writerscafe.org/NeilSHowe The original writings of author NeilSHowe en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776144208 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 SHE FOUND ME A CORNER/AN EMPATHETIC EAR/AND CARING TOUCH/SHE FOUND ME CRYING/OF CRIMES COMMITTED/AND 'SINS' SHE CALLED THEM/CARRIED IN MY EYES/ YES/A COP WAS HIT BY MY ROCK/AND DIED OF MY PROTEST/AND SHE FOUND ME A CORNER/SAT ME DOWN/WASHED MY FACE/SPEAKING SOFTLY/OF GOD/.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NeilSHowe/1897704/ I want out of your selfie;The incessant checking, updating, liking;I want out of this maze;This labyrinth of attention demands;I want to ignore, to forget, to unplug;I want out of your selfie;Such a stupid word we all know.NSH-2017 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NeilSHowe/1897040/ We move this outside;Pass through;Multigen;Hierarch;Perched;Dodging;Emo;Neg;The I love you man;As unpleasant;But community;Communal;Pruning;Watering;Perched.-NSH 2017 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NeilSHowe/1896933/ Profile of a pack. Successful union of social talent.Ladies of fierce conviction.A unifying force and voice. Uphill now and march on Washington with misogyny in oval offices. This group, an agile conglomerate. This corporation. Taking on socio-political, backward backwaters.Swamps.Gr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NeilSHowe/1896932/ Overhead,A head barring teeth,And wide eyes, Arms reaching,Clawing at self,And enemies.Some within.Some without.Faces or souls,Wretched and attacking,Veins and brains,Withdrawal and lacking.A fix. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NeilSHowe/1896927/ ON A CHICAGO TRAIN/THIS HAPPENS RARELY/ONE DRUNK/ANOTHER SHORT FUSE/A SLUR/VIOLENT RESPONSE/SPECTACULAR AND LAUGHING/DULL CRUNCH OF CARTILAGE ON BONE/AND BLOOD/A KICK TO THE HEAD/FROM THE STREETS/BULLSHIT/MURDER/WASH IT OFF/COLD/HATE-FIGHTNSH -2017 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NeilSHowe/1896919/ [i sit penchant,hidden from the world,cawing a letter,to my father's posture.]standing tall he once conveyed,while I, hunched and slacking,mistakes he once had made,of motivations lacking.bent,curled to weighty pasts,protecting full but slow,eaten repasts.he would say '.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NeilSHowe/1896915/ Old Kinderhook oh patch of ground;Dig a deep trough in hallowed soil;Push me in and cover me up;Where a nation salutes the very thought;Of men in coats and toil;In common agreement of words; we say;To bring together and to defend;Liberty and pursuit of joys;In life lived true and jus.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NeilSHowe/1896912/