http://slow.writerscafe.org/Anta The original writings of author Antara en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776096760 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I’m a criminal. I rob banks for a living and occasionallystab men in alleyways to grab their wallets. No, I haven’t killed anyone with the7.8 inch Soldier Knife that I carry in my left jean pocket; except for myself,once in a while. Its not hard living like this. I rob a bank o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Anta/2019188/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Anta/2019184/ The crimson that escapes the thousand cuts that decorate my heart http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Anta/2018393/ No words, just a scream. A roar. Enough to convey the anguish, the pain, the loss of a rape victim. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Anta/2018387/