http://slow.writerscafe.org/theemptykettle The original writings of author theemptykettle en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776343997 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A low background hum; a deep vibrationSteadies my senses; confirms my consciousness. Dainty drumsticks beat out startling rhythms.It seems to reverberate from the floor;Conducted through a thin line of bone.It never wanes; It is always there. A drink may dull it, but will not remove it;I c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theemptykettle/749340/ A little boy stands at the edge of the footpath, lookingstraight ahead. Cars zoom past. Red, blue, silver flashes blur around the edgeof his vision. The little boy doesn’t waver. His gazed is fixed directly at theopposite side of the road. One particular spot. But what is he staring .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theemptykettle/749313/ A conversation I never had the balls to initiate. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theemptykettle/749223/ She wants to escape. To float. To get out; right out of her battered, mistreated body.The mirror reflects her face; which in turn reflectsHer frustration, her desperation, her disgustAt what she has allowed herself to become.She wants to wriggle out of her skin. Or better still, tear .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theemptykettle/749217/ The beginning of a short story. The title is more of a description than a final title. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theemptykettle/749195/