http://slow.writerscafe.org/Shadkim The original writings of author Shadkim en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776028465 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Sometimes it is harder to forgive yourself... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shadkim/399128/ A poem about a night spent surrounded by nature, only distracted by an ipod. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shadkim/365260/ A flash fiction piece centered around a man named Beans, a frequenter to the Beans Casino where he does the unthinkable for his own reasons... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shadkim/360557/ Flash Fiction piece inspired by an unlikely senario on Valentine's Day. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shadkim/357668/ I like to think of myself as weird when it comes to men. I have yet to find that perfect man, so until he comes, I am happy with daydreaming about drool worthy, fictional men� but that is not the somewhat embarrassing confession at all. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shadkim/297057/ "Charlotte ran through the forest, pushing through the twisted branches and spitting out the long pieces of hair that got caught in her mouth when she laughed. It was highly unladylike, but no one was watching." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shadkim/297042/  Chicory watched the sun dip into the ocean, something she did during every sunset. She let out her breath slowly, almost like a low hiss, trying to see the steam from her breath in front of her nose. Like every night before, she failed. A lump in her throat make her turn away, glancing inste.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shadkim/276215/ A different take on Shakespeare's Hamlet. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shadkim/129246/ Perry had always grown up without the love of a father. When the war blows a lone mercenary into the village, Perry starts developing a bond with him.... a father and son story. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shadkim/116079/ "Some say that when two people are meant to be, a red string connects them. Wrapped around the middle finger, no normal human can see it. It does not tug, snag, or break. If everyone could see the strings, there would be no mistakes. No heartache. I http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shadkim/94279/ A story of Turning http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shadkim/86122/ Based off the Greek myth, "Pomona and Vertumnus". http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shadkim/73691/