http://slow.writerscafe.org/aislinneve The original writings of author Aislinn en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775995679 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 And I am afraid of circlesAfraid of being drawn round and roundLegs so worn and weary, but my feet are forward boundAnd I am afraid of circlesOn the way must have lost my mindBut when did it unravel? When did it unwind?And I am afraid of circlesThe past always travels backTo rest is to be stagnant, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aislinneve/1997568/ God, our mother, my mother,When you formed me, incubated me Was I apart of your being did you speak in my voice as I sometimes speak in yours?Eating a meal you’d spit up the next day Did you think, “I can’t wait to share this fruit, this sweet Kiwi with my daughter.”Bet.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aislinneve/1997566/ I wrote this to the tune of "Demon Host" by Timber Timbre. This is a poem that in short is an expression of anger towards God in the face of childhood trauma. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aislinneve/1997564/