http://slow.writerscafe.org/adriana. The original writings of author Adriana en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776089811 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The House Maid’s  LamentMy black hands are dry and split From scrubbing these white floors.Through it all these teeth I grit Until I’m finished with these chores. From scrubbing these white floors,My black back aches along each bone.Until I’m finished with these chores,I&rsquo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/adriana./818703/ I’m bringing the black and white sonogram picture home to show my family and friends. They were all waiting at my mothers house. As Jack pulled out of the parking lot of the hospital, I thought there was a mistake because I couldn’t find any baby in the images. Just blobs of gray and bla.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/adriana./818701/