http://slow.writerscafe.org/ejw1992 The original writings of author evelynnoir en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776334766 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 It’s like I lose myself, you know?Like I’m this… permeable membrane, that absorbs the personthat I’m seeing. They go through me like osmosis and I soak them up. The object ofmy desire. Desires. Distraction. Give me a hit. Give me a hit. Give me a hit. And then it.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ejw1992/2054508/ You will always have a part of meI remember racing heart rates and wandering handsand confusion andCider-tasting kissesMy playfulness, your frustration at always having toplay theHeroBlades of grass splayed between our fingers like Ribbons of green silkMud underneath .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ejw1992/2032221/ "Mother"?I don’t really know what that meansYou were a ghostEven when your arteries were pumping awayMoving oxygen around that lump of fleshThe only thing that reallyComfortsIs John Lennon lyricsNot chicken soupOr cuddlesOr buttery toastOr sugary tea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ejw1992/2032219/