http://slow.writerscafe.org/mashmallow515 The original writings of author secretlyme en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776022492 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A poem about hollowness. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mashmallow515/826924/ Sort of a monologue-ish poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mashmallow515/825549/ A bit of song lyrics I wrote. Inspired by someone else's poem on here, I forget which. I haven't finished it, of course. And I don't have a chorus yet. But still. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mashmallow515/772346/ Once when we were six-With glamorous crowns of wilted daisiesAnd our lips painted red with cherry Popsicle-We lay on the lawn and wished our fears away.Once when we were six-With our hands sticky with apple juice And our dresses stained with the wetness of the grass-We sang and we danced and shouted.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mashmallow515/771939/ The monster lazily licks his claws Flicks his tail against the walls And hungrily watches the boy and his teddyCome stumbling in and get tucked into beddy While his mother and daddy are still awakeThe monster lies under the bed and waits But when they’ve finally gone to bedThe beast rears back.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mashmallow515/771938/ I live in an olive-green house in the clouds, At night the stars twinkle with me all around-And pigs swoop around on their feathery wings- Telling queer little storiesOf bacon and things- And the man in the moon sometimes visits my doorHe’s seen every adventure from Japan to Tumkur And I treas.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mashmallow515/771937/ I met death behind the doorHe was a shadow -- nothing more Yet I saw him and he saw meAnd nodded quite courteously Though he did lurk, I did not fearI knew my time was not yet near And as he brushed past me, I caught-As faint as an unrealized thought- A subtle sce.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mashmallow515/771936/       I don’t know why I’m writing you this letter, seeing as you’ll never read it anyways. I guess it’s just to apologize. For ruining your life forever, for making you miserable. For so many things.       I found that strip .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mashmallow515/771378/