http://slow.writerscafe.org/sarahjo The original writings of author SarahJo McKenzie en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776066064 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Should the sky fall down,Its pieces hissing past your ears,What would grip you?The terror of the endFreezing your veinsAs Fear's utter blanknessWashes out your thought.Or maybe...It will be the wonder,That this is it.With History surrounding youAnd falling away.The atmosphere is breaking,Tearing apa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sarahjo/814411/ It is my job to forever walk Where my husband cannot. To stroll upon the frozen groundAnd dwell amongst the desolate,For I… am the Mistress,Of he who rules the kingdom belowI am the untitled queen, Who rules the Fade--for him, my king. I send the unfortunat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sarahjo/814362/ A young heart beats, slowing to thepeaceful rhythm found in sleep, as the soft blankets envelope the innocentform. Dusky blonde hair lies gently atop the pink frilled pillow, as her sweetlittle bear is tucked safely against her chest. Languidly, her eyes blink openand stare into the warm.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sarahjo/814032/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sarahjo/814031/ Molten sunMelting beneath the horizon's edge-As darkness descends.Shadows grow and stretch themselves-Out across the ground.The soundsOf waking nocturnalsFill the air, and join inWith dusk's dark music. At last, the sun disappears-Behind the horizon,It's death dying the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sarahjo/814016/ "How are you holding up?" Kiara raised her head to look at Will. For a moment the precinct faded away and she was again feeling blood seep through her fingers as she fruitlessly searched for a pulse."I'm trying to get this damned report finished" She growled out."So... not well then?" He gri.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sarahjo/814006/