http://slow.writerscafe.org/MarcLou The original writings of author Marc en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775962421 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A mind in itself is a world. A world I haven’t traveled,With a foreign currencyThat I don’t know how to exchange. You are my second language, But I found that you speak anUnfamiliar dialect.I’m not sure if this new worldIs a home or a vacation. A world unto itse.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarcLou/2772426/ How soft a bed and warm a house.The world is mine�"no disagreement here. Only my own self to abide.Dreams float in heavenly tiers. The air outside splits and gorges Pinpricks of lead unto hot brittle skin. Unknown lands with unknown clans discourage Idle visits i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarcLou/2772348/ I dove inside the algae stream, Where fish lurk, leery and gasping, Where water slushes, not blue, not clean,  Sticking everywhere, filth outlasting. Where fish lurk, leery and gasping, I butterfly, I backstroke, muscles complaining.  Sticking everywhere, filt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarcLou/2772347/ I stand firm and bend.What are the limits of wood: oak, cedar, cherry wood? If I am an oak  in a cedar forest, Am I mighty? Am I low? At what point does difference reap reward, And when does it reward rebuke?  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarcLou/2772345/ To my loving alcoholic mother, Thank you for worrying about how much I ate, and whether I had good shoes,whether you were sleeping all day,laying down, resting, whatever you'd say, thank you, and I don't hate you most of the time anymore. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarcLou/2772257/ I was a kid in the same neighborhood That saw my dad playing forward  With his middle school soccer team,And witnessed the feat of him and 7 siblings crammed into one bedroom.I went to preschool and grade school in that neighborhoodWith its underground clay mines that fed Ge.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarcLou/2772256/