http://slow.writerscafe.org/mkhubert The original writings of author MollyGolightly en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775539932 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I am on a bike. You are a hill. You started with a deep curve; you were easy to fall into. The wind brushing past my face, twirling my hair around it’s fingers. A distant sun kissing my cheeks and shoulders, I rode into you. But then you change. Instead of streaming downward, I am peddling up... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkhubert/735301/ You never know who you'll run into in the woods. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkhubert/734286/ A story about moving on. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkhubert/733887/