http://slow.writerscafe.org/Courtney%20Taylor The original writings of author Courtney Taylor en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776209381 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15             August 13th, 1972, I remember the day as if itwere yesterday. I was twenty-two years old, and walked down the smoothly pavedsidewalk as if I owned the town. I was wearing a blue polo with the collar niceand crisp, and a pai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Courtney-Taylor/981630/ Don’t look for meI don’t want to befoundDon’t cry over meWhen you don’t evenwant me aroundI’m done You smother meI’m suffocatingJust leave me be!And stop with yourhatingI am who I amAnd that’s who I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Courtney-Taylor/961491/  My MirrorWho is the person looking back at me?Her soft hazel eyes now tinged with tearsIs this who I want to be?This stranger looking back at me?The girl filled with fears? She taunts me, my reflectionShe carries the same looks as IThe make-up cover.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Courtney-Taylor/960333/ Eyeliner in smearsCheeks covered intearsMy heart is filledwith fearsI haven’t been so sadin years I got playedBetrayedIt was all a charadeDo you think scarsfade?But still I wish hestayed… I thought we weremeant to be!.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Courtney-Taylor/958645/ ChapterOne            I walk down the poorly decorated hallway towards Lethia’sbedroom to put her clothes away. As I tuck her pink sundress, with purpleflowers as rim, into one of her three full, yet organized, dresser. The l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Courtney-Taylor/957599/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Courtney-Taylor/957596/ I must be a terrible childBecause I’m always introubleI can’t remember thelast time I smiledOr last time I wascuddled I sit in my dark roomHolding back my tearsSurrounded only by mygloomMy name is SarahAnd I’m only of sixyears.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Courtney-Taylor/898012/ Thepain I can’t endureThedecision that is unsureAndthe disease that has no cure Thefears we don’t faceWhenslow and steady won’t win the raceThememories we can’t eraseAndwhen it’s the wrong timeYouend up in the wro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Courtney-Taylor/897989/ No goals to reachNo trail of hope tofollowNo dreams to live forWill I make untiltomorrow? I crave attentionBut I am never missedI’m always in loveBut I am neverkissed. I try my hardestTo put on a smileBut tears well in myeye.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Courtney-Taylor/897722/ CancerDiaryThecold winter airBlowsthrough my thick hairAndI become jealous Ofthe free wind Noworries to way it downNofrets to even think aboutJustblowing in from town to townOnlymaking mysterious sounds Asthe wind whistles.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Courtney-Taylor/896993/