http://slow.writerscafe.org/WaitingInSilence The original writings of author Skye en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776054783 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Take your breaths quietly http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaitingInSilence/1744879/ a reflection on those who will never understand that you are not a right to another person. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaitingInSilence/1743332/ My closet is not overrun by flannel button downs,and my curls are too finickyto hide well beneath a beanie. Piercings just might give me hives - which I'd gladly hide with makeup, and other than the first half hour, I've never seen The L Word. While it's true I do .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaitingInSilence/1685350/ Though I am human, I am not above nature, whatever that may entail. I am not divine - simple child of the earth, whatever weight that holds to my feral soul within. On a whim, I will fly - I will fall. On a dare, I will swim - I will falter. Tho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaitingInSilence/1685154/ Why are children broken to see past their minds -toexperience the world solely through their eyes?So much is lost when we see whatwe should.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaitingInSilence/1685107/ Why do all the heavy thoughts drop when the clock strikes nine?Tingeing perfect nights with melancholy and regret?There's nothing to these thoughts yet still, I feel broken - only able to catch a breath when life demands me for the daily dos and chores.&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaitingInSilence/1684210/ You are not a finished piece to hang, framed and signed, upon a gallery wall - to sell yourself to the first patronwho admires your lines, and use of color.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaitingInSilence/1684207/ Through the house, both up and down, you hear the floor boards creak and midnight voices mutter. You can't see them with your eyes, as if you'd even bother, butthey'll see you and they'll walk close, lean in, cheek to cheek, and y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaitingInSilence/1684206/ rest. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaitingInSilence/1683605/ Who’s to say what’s In my head isAny less real Than what’s outside it. 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