http://slow.writerscafe.org/Delhane The original writings of author Delhane en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776108659 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Crooked fingers steady themselves on my aching shoulders. A whisper of a feeling I used to know the way lungs know fresh air and feet know solid ground. I stretch myself back searching for her hands,her voice,her scent but the harder I try to remember the faster she runs away from me, the fast.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Delhane/1947848/ She keeps herself closed tight, lips squished into a zippered smile. Eyes glassy with tears she tries to sell as diamonds. She's fragile as a freshly hatched tiny baby bird lady, painted with potential she's been taught to lock up behind a bolted on mask. She's locked tight, a strong metal saf.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Delhane/1947830/