![All I Ask](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
A Poem by Alex
So once again I lay my future,Cupped tightly inside hands of which I have no control.So I ask, Fate, be kind to me.And Love, be gentle with me.And Hop..
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![Perchance To Live](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
A Poem by Alex
Death stalks me now in Sneaky slinking strides, Treading on the heels of my every footfall. Watching; waiting. Each breath I take in, He holds his, Al..
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![Wake Up](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
A Poem by Alex
Wake up. You are dead, Licking marrow from dried bones, Begging for sustenance yet" Surprised at your ungainly frame, Wretched and malnou..
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![Dearly Departed](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
A Story by Alex
“What’s his name, the departed?” “You mean deceased,” Tommy stated, rather than asked. “Fine, deceased,” Fra..
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![I Watched](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
A Poem by Alex
I watched two people fall in love today.They met by chanceFate, happenstance(Serendipity" if you will)It was all in an instant.Sparks spr..
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![A Constant Search](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
A Poem by Alex
A fable of fiction with an undertone of truth, And the last ounce of dignity our tragic heroine forsook. She was told she was a sinner, a harlot, a sc..
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![First](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/d960e73ec4cca2c643d8080f7ce8c538.jpg) |
A Poem by Alex
I.The first time I ever kissed a boy,He was all hands and lipsThat tasted like Mountain DewAnd whatever it was he had eaten for lunch.I forgot to open..
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![A Winter Wind](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/cf9ab1e7d683c8736add582fd83f8941.jpg) |
A Poem by Alex
Cold wind from the NorthBlew in with the tide.I wrapped my arms tightly around my chestAnd walked along the shoreWe used to walk together.But Winter h..
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![The Western Wood](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/7b31bfb5bf7eef9a5fe061503d27a9b9.jpg) |
A Poem by Alex
There’s an old tree that lies on the far edge of the Western WoodAnd at the set, right before she takes her final adieu,Light bursts through the..
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![Stop](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/3858c89620243b46f9169849280ae50e.jpg) |
A Book by Alex
A stop at an interstate-side motel turns out to be more than a girl bargained for.
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