http://slow.writerscafe.org/mycontradictions The original writings of author Bell Spalding en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776034001 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 not about love for once, which is great, because heaven knows I need a break http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mycontradictions/2057703/ ...is all I need. On the fun side, guess who just regretted admitting a particular piece? C'est moi! (please don't feel guilty just take it into consideration and I still love you very much) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mycontradictions/2056861/ solely to submit to contest, will delete after. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mycontradictions/2056277/ I actually wrote this one back in 2017, but I rediscovered it and am particularly fond of it. So, I bestow it upon you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mycontradictions/2056276/ At the moment My life is nothing but waitingWaiting for 12:45 to have lunchWaiting for Friday to go to the fairWaiting for the weekend to figure out what the hell is happening in my love life,If anythingWaiting for the first real set of assignments of the year to see if I’m smart enoughWaiting.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mycontradictions/2055816/ I need to get stuff off of my chest. (Not typically what a poem entitled "grapes" insinuates but oh well) A series of events. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mycontradictions/2055571/ welcome back to this weekend's edition of Stupid Angsty Teenager being more stupid than usual. PG http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mycontradictions/2055055/ ...if only for a moment. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mycontradictions/2054434/ A couple texts. Names are very slightly changed, as are conversations. The contact name of Wheezely is a very long, very nerdy story and just know that I've known them for forever (ayy DEH reference) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mycontradictions/2052246/ have some poetry, for the 2 or 3 people that actually read my writing http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mycontradictions/2048055/ A lovely day with my lovely friends. Put into some words. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mycontradictions/2048054/ (becomes more or less love) the title is a slightly revised Falsettos reference because my heart belongs to Falsettos and it always will http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mycontradictions/2048053/ Or, my most memorable one and how I put up with it http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mycontradictions/2047387/ Limericks found in my google drive from 2017. Growing into love was actually a sort of painful experience, but worth it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mycontradictions/2047154/ Honestly, I feel like sometimes I write more in the style of a toddler attempting to verbalize their thoughts. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mycontradictions/2047148/ in which I am a stupid angsty teen. Read the "Prologue" of Almost Maine before reading this. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mycontradictions/2047145/ Or, the alternative title, "Ode To Nature That I Somehow Included My Boyfriend In" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mycontradictions/2046274/ the word splurge that cometh from a brutal writer's block. But I'm disinclined to open an account and not write anything, so, here we are. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mycontradictions/2045976/