http://slow.writerscafe.org/Katsura The original writings of author Katsura en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775990599 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 From a two noun prompt: bead and channel. Workshopping in my Poetry Writing 1 class. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Katsura/2161431/ From a two noun prompt: cat and Ottawa http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Katsura/2161430/ Free writing with the prompt "restlessness" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Katsura/2159724/ A short story I wrote for a creative writing class. Mild language, be advised. I hope to turn it into a novel! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Katsura/2142330/ A poem about missing friends but not wanting to be annoying. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Katsura/2127573/ Insomnia poem, with a heavy dash of prolonged sleep deprivation http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Katsura/2127464/ The smallest things often add up to be larger than is bearable http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Katsura/2103752/ A poem about wanting something you can't have. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Katsura/2096129/ Just a needleDragged across the skinSkritch, scratch, drop, dripA burst of redOh, sweet relief!Tears stop fallingDarkness fades away All that's left is redDropDrip http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Katsura/2094506/ Powerful and powerlessFull and lessEven when you have powerSomeone has moreHour after hourThey shake you to your coreLess and lessThe slightest differenceCan make things terribleTruly unbearableAnd you lose your roar. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Katsura/2092679/ I hate it when someone has powerpower over me, my friends, power that they abuse.To abuse power doesn't mean using it against policyit means using whatever means you haveto hurt, stress, and inconvenience people.It doesn't have to be malicious;they may think they're helping youbut all they.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Katsura/2092677/ A poem about purging. Please don't do this to yourself. I know. It feels so- it's indescribable. But please resist. I believe you, so will your friends, family, and doctor. They can help, let them. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Katsura/2092675/ A pill for this, a pill for thatOne to pick me up, one to put me downEach one canceling out the other Until only nothingness remains http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Katsura/2078155/ A love among loves is unknown,But not so much as you,From blond hair upon thy dome,To thine eyes so blue;From different styles our musics stem,and different sports of strength,Yet oh how close our movies tend,and games and books of length.You and I, we share some hobbies,And .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Katsura/2078152/ Let me beDon't hold me backI want to be set freeSuit yourselfCease this attackDon't put me on this shelfAll I wantWhat I needIs for youTo let me be http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Katsura/2078148/ StopDon'tHeyPlease, I yelledSTOP I screamed at the top of my lungsIf onlay my pleasCould have left my head http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Katsura/2078147/ Like the blind, I cannot seeLike the deaf, I cannot hearIn my muteness I cry outBecause, like a child, I fearDisfigured as I dragDisabled as I crawlOnly when I realize theseCan I do anything at all. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Katsura/2078141/ DrowningDrowning as the tears don't fallDrowning as they go back in, flowing down my trachea and filling up my lungs.BuildingBuilding a wall with my smileBuilding a way to keep the emotions inside, keep my true feelings from crawling out.ChokingChoking back the screamsChoking back th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Katsura/2078139/ Heart beatsSlower and slower as I hit the sheetsSpiralling towards oblivionBut noNot nowMaybe laterOnly once I can't go any longer. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Katsura/2078136/ CrumbsYou know the feelingSo uncomfortable, the slightest little thing takes your attention and causes you painCrumbs in your bedCrumbs in your headCrumbs from the cookies you binged because you were tired of lifeBinging that made you want to vomit, to starve yourself, to die, to do anyt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Katsura/2078107/ Pain is heard, not felt. Often spoke, not dealt When insults rear their headsAnd you feel the way that you feel like they should feel insteadOh, sticks and stones, may break my bones, but these words will break my soulAnd when they do, what you put me throughwill give bac.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Katsura/2056130/