http://slow.writerscafe.org/smogharp The original writings of author sonyaroo en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776092381 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 april 2013 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smogharp/1196133/ written at the end of 2012 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smogharp/1196131/ written in mid 2012 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smogharp/1196125/ she was strongand secure:a man at heartin a man’s world.there was somethingabout her i likedor dislikedand even thoughshe was from ninety-nineshe was my mothershe could skip stonesin a puddleand knew her shitwhen it came to garbagewe alwaystalked just about herin my basementon sunday nights.an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smogharp/1017009/ r.i.p, boy i never met http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smogharp/993031/ i awakein the parked carwhere they find my bodyuntouched and pallidfrom a cold night's frostthe crowds mockthe perfect deathi picture in my headand it would be prettyit would be easythe warmth and comfortof blood loss http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smogharp/993023/ sort of confessional-type poem i wrote during a depressed and fucked up phase in my life, probably spring or summer 2011 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smogharp/993020/ written in october or november 2011, when i was in like with someone http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smogharp/993016/ written on a plane flying west across the atlantic... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smogharp/993008/ you’re sitting beneath a little cloudand I’m here, on the other side of the roomwaiting for a miracle:for you to look at me.it’s like this all the time.me, here beneath the maple treethere was once a tire swing herenow it’s simply made of wood.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smogharp/873118/ some thingsyou never noticeuntil afterswinging froma rafterstrong by your noosetear loose from this worldthis world long gone i used to skateon fridays with my friendssometimes they'd drive mesometimes i'd walkbut always tothat same streetbehind town halli wish you alla long and happy life&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smogharp/863661/ meh http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smogharp/843002/ because i felt like it paint your words on silence http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smogharp/824170/ counting, counting.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smogharp/821111/