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			<title>I Miss Him</title>
			<description>Shivering, I bend over in my desk, sweat dripping down the sides of my face. I&amp;nbsp;wipe my forehead with my sleeve and take a deep breathe as stabbing pain worsens and my world becomes a static gray. I stumble to the door and down the stairs to the bathroom and lock myself in the farthest stall. Th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/381471/</link>
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			<title>Infatuation</title>
			<description>The room is dim and chairs clutter the floor around tables that were once occupied. I sit quietly in the corner, undetected except for gentle notes on my acoustic guitar. The ceiling fans make my almost naked body shiver as the breeze kisses my skin. You enter suspiciously, the key trembling in your..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/295891/</link>
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			<title>Back Home</title>
			<description>Drum beatsKick, SkipMelody in your headTakes you back to summer daysWhere cherries were 24-7And the sprinkler could occupy you for hoursAnd the playground down the streetwas better than any theme park...And the ball in the front yardwas better than any video game could be.I&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/292856/</link>
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			<title>Child</title>
			<description>I'd like to read the mind of a childOne who is swimming the day awayOr running on the hillside with a kiteGripped in her little handDoes she worry for the economy?Or her mothers chemo sessions?Does she understand the complexities of life ever-changing?Does she know the truths of the wi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/283328/</link>
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			<title>Indecisive</title>
			<description>There are two to which my heart belongsYet which I can't decideTo choose just oneI'd surely loseMuch of what comforts my life.The first&amp;nbsp;of which I did inviteInto my heartIs still thereBut there are faults in which I findIt's difficult to see a lifetime.Too demanding of my ti..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/283322/</link>
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			<title>Pictures</title>
			<description>wrote this in 2002.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/271456/</link>
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			<title>Reduce, Reuse, Recycle, Renew</title>
			<description>before it's too late, my darlings.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/255184/</link>
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			<title>F**k You.</title>
			<description>F**k you and your black heartand your red neckand your a*****e friends.F**k you and your high school s***sand your stupid liesand your ugly car.F**k you and your f*****g laughand your ignorant mindand your fake words.F**k you and your fucked up familyand your movie quotesand yo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/245685/</link>
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			<title>Not Perfect</title>
			<description>I'm not brave enough to know that it'll all be fineI need constant reassurance that tomorrow I'll still be okayAnd sometimes I ask too much of youAnd want you around all the timeBut it's only because you are the only one that can make it all betterYou pick me up when I fall and hold me clo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/230224/</link>
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			<description>The Greatest Pain</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/230220/</link>
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			<title>Fix You</title>
			<description>it's a Coldplay song. And it's so much how I feel right now. So I'm sharing it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/228822/</link>
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			<title>Sleepless</title>
			<description>Another night, no sleep at allContemplating skipping classesOnly to remember thatReviews are handed back tomorrowBut how much do I value these?If only to stay awake another 24 hours.Time management was never a strong suit.Making coffee at 4am.And snow angels by myself.How much more..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/227945/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 6 - Weed and Pink Pedicures</title>
			<description>chapter 6 of 26. dont know if i want to post it all here or not. its not even that great. just maybe hoping for a little feedback for the style or content overall. any reviews are much appreciated.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/227522/</link>
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			<title>I'm Sorry</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/227463/</link>
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			<title>You Make Me Feel Beautiful</title>
			<description>Darling, you are so perfectKissing me goodnightHolding me tightNowhere else in the world I'd rather beThan next to youHolding me tightKissing me goodnightHolding your handYou understand meYou are so beautifulIn every way imaginableYou know how much I need youAnd want youAnd..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/224862/</link>
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			<title>Running Away</title>
			<description>when you're brokentheres no tellingwhen the world will pick you up againrunningbut to whereswearing that God hates youdreaming of leavingsince you've been smallnothing in life is easybut why does it have to be this hardno one is hereyou wonder if they notice you're goneleavin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/224694/</link>
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			<title>Sunshine</title>
			<description>Shadows fall from sunlight keepersLonging to break in and stayFramed in grey jail-cell precisionKeeping lookers on at bayPlaces soon forgotten somehowPictures only say so muchFrigid hands from winter weatherFingers longing, lusting touchYour words in my mind meanderForgetting words..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/222274/</link>
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			<title>Michelle Obama</title>
			<description>just saw her speak</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/212789/</link>
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			<title>An Alphabet of Thought</title>
			<description>bored in class.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/211307/</link>
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			<title>drunk</title>
			<description>hello hello</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/208276/</link>
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			<title>Throughout the Many I am Alone</title>
			<description>more random stuff...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/207445/</link>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>play i wrote for a h.s. class for creative writing. bunch of cliche drama.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/200093/</link>
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			<title>Hand Made Raft</title>
			<description>random thoughts...procrastinating college homework...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/190067/</link>
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			<title>I Really Don't Give A F**k</title>
			<description>I think it might be pretty self explanatory...had a falling out with some people I used to think were important in my life...turns out people change, and so do feelings, and life goes on...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/189227/</link>
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			<title>Pretty Pretty Princess</title>
			<description>pretty pretty princess paint your castle in the sky dresses of silk with lacy bows that dance with your body as you leap from cloud to cloud layers upon layers of frothy white foam picking it up in your hand you sculpt a unicorn fade off into the sunset beautiful ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/187485/</link>
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			<title>Je Suis Un Homme</title>
			<description>PovertyDrugsAlcoholSexRapeIncestOverpopulationDepletion of Natural ResourcesMercuryCancerCarbon SequestrationHomelessnessAbandonmentOrphansAIDS&amp;nbsp;...what have we done?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/181239/</link>
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			<title>F**k</title>
			<description>rant.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/180479/</link>
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			<title>Laundry</title>
			<description>la la la</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/178815/</link>
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			<title>Life</title>
			<description>and sometimes you feel like you just want to screamand lock yourelf in your room all aloneand cry in your pillow, embrace teddy bearscause life overwhelms and you want an escapevacation to somewhere in tropical warmthwith palm trees and hula skirtsand corona with limebut reality haunts..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/170310/</link>
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			<title>Drowning In Roses</title>
			<description>&amp;quot;I'll always love you&amp;quot; he leans over, kissing my forehead softly the music on the radio brings tears to my eyes he sings along and holds my hand &amp;quot;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&amp;quot; his voice is so soothing I feel that he loves me safe in his presen..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/169882/</link>
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			<title>Life</title>
			<description>random, dont know where i was going with this...maybe id add more later...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/169832/</link>
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			<title>You</title>
			<description>i like sex i guess.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/164985/</link>
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			<title>Phobia</title>
			<description>He walks delicately and swiftly near the piece of paper taped on my apartment door I run quickly past, hoping he doesn&amp;rsquo;t see me staring at him Gathering my laundry, whispering on the phone to my boyfriend that he scares me Hoping maybe he&amp;rsquo;ll be gone by the time I fold all of ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/160865/</link>
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			<title>Who's Your Daddy?</title>
			<description>wrote this in high school. yes, i realize i posted this twice. i had it saved and then i found the restored version. same difference. sorry bout the double posting though.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/156094/</link>
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			<title>Remember</title>
			<description>wrote this in 2002, so sorry if its not that polished. can't really edit this cause i dont really like writing on the topic unless it comes up in life in a certain way...anyway...yeah.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MonicaJean/155846/</link>
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