<?xml version="1.0" encoding="ISO-8859-1"?>
<rss version="2.0">
	<channel>
		<title>redthai | WritersCafe.org</title>
		<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/redthai</link>
		<description>The original writings of author redthai</description>
		<language>en-us</language>
		<copyright>Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org</copyright>
		<lastBuildDate>1775381493</lastBuildDate>
		<generator>WritersCafe.org RSS Generator</generator>
		<ttl>15</ttl>
		<item>
			<title>How time flies</title>
			<description>My, Oh! My, how time flies I noticed Sprinkling of greys around the edges of meFine minuscule crinkles at the corners of my eyes ofremembered laughter and salty tears Oh my! Time really do flies Youthful dreams of love and loving and lost&amp;nbsp; Fade like blissful ignora..</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/redthai/1029519/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>To My Son</title>
			<description>To My Son&amp;hellip;Jamal..A boy, a beautifulboyHiding self beneathheavy cloak of confused angerlost in lies anduncertaintyLook! Your nose islike the mighty pyramids of EgyptLook here I tell you,look at your reflectionAnd see all thisbeauty I seeA boy a beaut..</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/redthai/1027848/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>I am..</title>
			<description>I am me, woman,mother, friend, and loverShadow, with remnantsof a past selfI wonder, If God cansee meI hear whispers ofangels, mothers, and long gone teachersI see glimpses oflove, light, darkness alongside shadows of my past selves.I want love, light, andlaughter..</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/redthai/1027296/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>Tears</title>
			<description>A short poem about a good cry</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/redthai/1027294/</link>
		</item>
	</channel>
</rss>