http://slow.writerscafe.org/JackAlexander The original writings of author J Alexander en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776253761 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I hear the mice through my wallIf I listen closelyI can hear them cradle their youthand prepare for the fallThe morning shook with the chill of anitcipationneighbors dogs with pricked earsvacant stoops in need of pumpkinsall grinning for that time of magical deliberationpairs drunken ghostswith girl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackAlexander/2002397/ p.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica}The song birds in the morning have begun a campaignof pain to awaken my guilty consciouswhen I’m returning hometoo early to eat anything but my pillow or a gun barrelIf only I had a recording of the lost .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackAlexander/2000942/ p.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica}p.p2 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px}I looked into her eyesabove the mountainous cheeksthe peaks of which were breath takingand I did my best to speakwithout words.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackAlexander/2000939/