![A Fathers Prerogative](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
My
breath escaped with a final ferocity that told her I was serious, there would
be no more conversation on this particular topic. The rage contorte..
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![My First Record](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
A whistle. A crack. A pop. The needle glides across the
record with mesmerizing grace. Gently bobbing up and down. A figure skater sliding
across th..
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![As I Gaze into a Starless Sky](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
The wood creaked under the strain, but the bench
held fast. Satisfied with his work he let out a breath. Quickly, forced, as if
to release a burden ..
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![Beware the Wolves](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
True friends are a rare thing indeed
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![Ignorant is the Heart of a Child](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
Not ignorant foolishness, but ignorance from worry.
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![Eternity](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
Waste not this life
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![The Storm Comes](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
I love the rain!
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![Running and Running](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
We are nothing without the things and people we run from
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![Going, Gone](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
My thoughts are testing me.
(Dark, cold, blurry, surreal)
I’m waking in a dream,
I dream of waking.
(Pale, cold, ice, oblivion)
T..
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![I long for...](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
I long to live:
For a gentle embrace,
And for Gods good grace.
I long to die:
For Heaven is where I am bound,
And in this World, no..
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