http://slow.writerscafe.org/lea525 The original writings of author Lea525 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775962405 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 They gorged, Freely at first, a stuffing of throats with oily lard and tinctures of burning liquids to make them forget. They drank,Barley at first,with unleavened bread and bodies of white, fresh pressed, soaked in red They laughed, Crudely at first, for thei.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lea525/2463624/ The little seaport town smell, a thick sludge of kelp and frothy ocean waves flooded my nostrils as I stepped out unto the cobblestone. It was a slightly dreary day but not that utterly dreadful dreary that makes one want to shut the door and crawl into bed, no, it was rather a subtle bleakness that.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lea525/2463508/ A poem about an older woman remembering what it was like to be young and in love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lea525/2463506/