http://slow.writerscafe.org/MegZyRuth The original writings of author MeganRuth en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775990514 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I have a game for you,did you want to play?It only takes two,what do you say?First, you'll touch my armas you tell me a joke.I'll be victim to your charm,and laugh until I croak.I'll try to play "Hard to Get"since I've played this game before.I refuse to be an asset,a net for you to score.But, you'r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/2091236/ Instant attraction,Continuous dissatisfaction,Yearning for reciprocation,Receiving no validation,Each signal contrasting, Confusion everlasting,Choosing your vanity,At the expense of my sanity. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/2070984/ I am born female in a timea man can commit a crimeand the woman who testifiedis still the one being scrutinized.I am born queer in a Nationwhere I’m set for damnationbecause their religious text states that I am vexed.I am born premature and unhealthy to parents who aren’t weal.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/2067498/ I’m sick of being a piece of meat Which men want to chew for a 1am treat.I’m tired of being that “hot chick” When he needs to appease his whisky dick.Don’t ask me for nudes, or a quick f**k.If that’s what you want, you’re down on your luck.My legs .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/2067497/ A beautiful creatureWith an ugly soul A friend, lover, and teacherHis heart made of coal You think you're awareBut he's a master of charadesAnd you're trapped in his lair When his disguise all but fadesA beautiful devilSearching for his prey Ultimately he will revelAs he throws y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/1993855/ p.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica; -webkit-text-stroke: #000000}p.p2 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica; -webkit-text-stroke: #000000; min-height: 13.0px}span.s1 {font-kerning: none}They told me I could be anything I wanted to b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/1925728/ We’re swiping and sharing,as we’re Liking and glaringat screens large and small,no self control at all.We need to know now,we need to know how,No information conserved,Everything is observed.Privacy is deceasedWith every photo released,and every friend that is tagged,with their permissio.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/1673037/ Love. It does not forewarn It does not plan aheadYou think you’re in controlBut you’re a victim insteadLove.It creeps up on youWhen you least expect You think you have a choiceExcept your heart is a wreckLove.You can’t tie it.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/1488052/ At this moment,if you were with meyou have no ideahow happy I’d be.The things I would tell you,the things I would say,you would finally knowif you weren’t far away.If you walked in the door,I want you to know I’d give you a hug and I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/1201364/ Sometimes I lay awake at nightand ponder what could have been.If things had ended up just right,the things that should have been.My brain loops certain points in timeI wish I could revise.If regretting was a crime,it would lead to my demise.The darkness is consuming.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/1199516/ Hugs have been givenWhispers have been heardMistakes have been forgivenLines have been blurredTears have been shedLips have been kissedThough, today l still dreadBecause you will be missed. I know, it is truethat our time was smallbut one night with youexceed.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/1196872/ Your touchYour embrace I’ve lost all time and spaceOur bodies intertwineas your lips caress mine.Lost in your arms,yet I don’t want to be found.So many wordsyet I don't make a sound.Forget about tomorrowForget about the pastThe only thing I want.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/1196128/ No more questionsNo more liesNo more tearsfrom my eyesNo more heartbreakNo more painNo more sufferingfor me to gain This is over,it is no moreMy heart is sickof being soreI must be strongI must stand tallI will not falterI will not fall .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/1185715/           It turns out Pizza Hut in Honduras is remarkably similar to Pizza Hut in Canada. Even the music that played through the overhead speakers were popular songs by American artists. This surprised me because I was expecting to hear Latin American music pl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/1164160/ One cool spring nightyou asked me to dancebut I couldn’t hold tightsince we didn’t have a chanceWe kept twirling aroundthe crowded dance floor. I didn’t make a sound, there could be no more.I looked in your eyes my heart clattere.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/1004470/ Easy, love has always been,never hard to grasp.Never hard to begin,always blooming fast.No obstacles in my wayalways a clean road.Always free for us to share,no secrets to be told. Close friends we started out to be,close friends is all we were.Nothing mo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/989502/         I hadn’t been to a Church service in 2 years; for several reasons.  The first and main reason was because of my job.  Almost every Sunday morning for the past 2 years was spent behind the till at the local Dollarama beside my house. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/926663/ I’m tired of waitingI’m sick of achingI feel myself slowly breakingDesperation;it boils in my veins,for your physical affection,but I can’t break these chains.Distance is The Devil,he laughs at our grief,but he will never revel from bein.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/919256/ A poem about long distance relationships. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/884465/ Each night the moon shines over both our yearning hearts,which are still broken and torn apart.The same stars clutter the skyLong after we say goodbye.Even though we are both sound asleepin our dreams we softly weep.Not long are the days, though they seem like weeks.These moments without y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/881048/ One evil actThat's all it takesYour soul intactThen suddenly breaksOne breathOne blinkOne moment in timeImpossible to eraseToo late, it's a crimeBanished from trustNow alone, in despairBonds of friendship now dustIt isn't fairOne simple mistakeThough it ruins a lifeTwo roads to takeBut you pull out .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/881037/ A touch of the handA brush of the lipsA defining storyOf a heart's eclipse An innocent heartUntouched by painNot yet broken, shattered Or full of shame Only if it knewThe horrors aheadBlind by first loveNo tears have yet shed But for now let it beLet it shine brightOn two innocen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/881033/ an adorable poem about first love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/878543/ a fun, light hearted poem that describes love at first sight. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/878534/         “Honk!”         “Beep!”         “¡Ay!”            The clamorous street noises of Tegucigalpa reached my unwillingly ears, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/878459/                  Walking past the library, I  was pleased to find a jumble of girls sitting on the bench outside the kitchen. I always preferred girls over boys, probably because I was a girl and could relate to them more. Also, because.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/878430/    After Carlos finished his speech about the upcoming week,  Crystal and Steve (the married couple on the trip) walked up the stone path behind the main building to the kitchen to collect the evening meal.  Upon his return, I was pleasantly surprised to learn that .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/878419/           Faded green buildings with brightly coloured pictures of flowers and suns painted on them playfully stood around a circular courtyard and in the center, a ravishing garden flourished.  The sight reminded me of a summer camp I went to in my chil.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/878412/   A soft tapping on my right arm forced me to regain consciousness from my peaceful slumber.  Slowly opening my eyes, I turned my head to see who had woken me up and grumbled as Maddie’s beaming face came into focus. 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As I look out the small window of the vast vessel that was soon going  to fly me away from this beautiful country, my heart aches and I remember the precious moments that had left.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/878366/ Based on a true story, this is the tale of a young woman who discovers there is much more to this world than a Broadway stage. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/878365/ A poem that, despite it's title, has meaning all year around. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MegZyRuth/878356/