http://slow.writerscafe.org/cityoflullabies The original writings of author Wrath en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776088567 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Iam a cat  and you are a rabbit with a Jonah complex you see my pointed teeth,  my hungry eyes that  follow you around the room  as you undress and they call to you like a siren song  you make your home  at the back of my throat, sleep soft.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cityoflullabies/2884743/ give me your blame give me pain andI'll thank you this burden Ishoulder tastes like finewine,aged by years ofresentment and I wonder howlong you've held thisiron you dig into my ribsI wonder how longyou've kept quietabout every littlething I do.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cityoflullabies/2884742/ My name is Acceptance ; not as in tolerance ; not as in compassion ; not as in live and let live. Acceptance ; as in ; any breath could be the last and that's okay ; as in ; you're gone but I guess I'll make due ; acceptance ; as in ; tonight might be the night I drive my car directly into t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cityoflullabies/2884501/ you have this affinity for things you built with your own two hands have this obsession with creation that's why you learned to grow berries from the ground up why you write poems about every person you meet why you taught yourself to make wine, crepes, bread and they call you the god of th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cityoflullabies/2884500/ I love you like someone might love a particularly violent dog / like a mother loves her child mid-tantrum in the middle of the supermarket / like a businessman who doesn't remember the name of his eldest child's pet rabbit loves the taste of coffee and ibuprofen / I love you like a cat loves.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cityoflullabies/2884499/ I stole the stars from the sky, little pinprick lights, dropped them at your feet and let them die. And though they may have lost their shine, I like to think it matters that I reached into the night and stole what rightfully belongs to god, or maybe just someone with money, f*****g NASA.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cityoflullabies/2884498/ I am a force of nature. my winds are wasted on retail, but sometimes surviving takes precedence over living. sometimes you have to sell your soul to pay your rent; it’s ugly business, but technically legal. I wonder when, if ever, we will have given enough of ourselves to the continuat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cityoflullabies/2884497/ I've been singing the same song for years in different tunes and to different people. I've watched the faces light up one by one, become their anthem, and as the days went on, the words changed ever so slightly for each and every one until I was serenading them- toasting to their hands, t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cityoflullabies/2884496/