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		<description>The original writings of author Vincent</description>
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			<title>to you, from me</title>
			<description>Just some dumb feelings. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/2953475/</link>
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			<title>I am not strong.</title>
			<description>I am not strong. I tried for many years to smother this monster in memany nights felled to disappointmrnt and giving inpersonal choices and disregardno matter my craft the beast is still freemany days quelled by want and whimever failing to land the final blowI am not strong...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/2931801/</link>
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			<title>Like Cinder</title>
			<description>I found the door and paradise was gone, it's bliss vacatedit's warming embrace disguised as searing palisades to entrapmy elation was upended, it's splendor was just poisonappearing as a notion I yearned for, but verily was Hellit's taunting was torture, it's fleeting lured me deeper stillit was alw..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/1876255/</link>
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			<title>6/24</title>
			<description>6.24.16Well, it&amp;rsquo;s true. L is quitting for multiple reasons. Thissucks because I REALLY don&amp;rsquo;t want to go back to working seven days aweek again. I don&amp;rsquo;t know how much more of this that I can take before I breakand do something stupid. I like my job, but I also realize ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/1793720/</link>
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			<title>6/23</title>
			<description>6.23.16Yesterday I told my boss about my affliction and shedismissed it as nearly trivial, citing that she grew up in a similar experienceand has since found the courage and direction to get away from it. I&amp;rsquo;m not sosure that alcoholism and drug use/neglect can be cleanly parallel..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/1793718/</link>
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			<title>6/22</title>
			<description>6.22.16At the suggestion of some online sites, I have decided tokeep a journal in hopes that it will help me learn to manage my depression andquell my more extreme emotional outbursts. I&amp;rsquo;ve opted (against better judgmentand the ever-present risk of my privacy being invaded) to ke..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/1793713/</link>
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			<title>For My Little Angel</title>
			<description>Dreams once beautiful now lay brokenWords that can't be taken back, thoughts never spokenA day full of nightmares, a night full of doubts and tearsA terrible truth it is, a reality of greatest fearsA fate worse than deathA miracle robbed of breathSomething I'll never understandMisplace..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/1379683/</link>
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			<title>Help.</title>
			<description>Something born from my experience with mental illness. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/1365777/</link>
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			<title>Like Silk</title>
			<description>The bliss you create, it's intriguing;I seek to find it's meaning,the source of it's elation, divine.It's intimation, carried on wings of such splendor,a notion I can almost touchas it fleets me in my dreams...it taunts me as such...a fun game on one end, a string holding balance, the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/1327292/</link>
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			<title>Exchange</title>
			<description>How I yearn to hear your voice again,it's beauty ethereal like ochre's dawn silksweet like honey, ever cleansing like rain,breathtaking like the moon's pale wane;I want to see you, feel your majesty and new found glory, your essence, your forceI want to seek out your companionshipand hold in no furt..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/1307504/</link>
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			<title>My Assumption, My Story</title>
			<description>Vacation of my heart's most outlandish notions,Ethereal expectation of the future andExotic reparations are held at hand;Disgruntled recaptured emotionsDrowning in remorseful quicksand,Visions so painfully vivid, brilliantAnd eternal, only birthed to be discarded.My hopes of fantasy have mostly depa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/1306392/</link>
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			<title>Seven Percent Reality</title>
			<description>I sit and ponder forming useless words to fill a vacant page;vague alliterations, rewarding my inhibitions in a flurry of ragelines, simple strokes of pen form letters storming,marching down paper in combat hardened battalionscomparing shattered glass to broken dreamsfoggy nights to shrouded veilsab..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/494409/</link>
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			<title>What Words I Have Left To Say (Reprise)</title>
			<description>I actually felt this way for awhile. I let uncompromised feelings and hang ups that were never laid to rest fester until they became this horrific, poisonous hatred that consumed me. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/494408/</link>
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			<title>Stave</title>
			<description>just random thoughts floating around that never really went anywhere.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/494404/</link>
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			<title>Message and Congratulations</title>
			<description>the message doesn't go along with the acrostic, but i don't think it's really supposed to. this is also coming a couple of weeks early.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/489787/</link>
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			<title>A New Dawn</title>
			<description>trying to bury the hatchet...for good.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/489011/</link>
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			<title>Esoteric State Of Mind</title>
			<description>read the title.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/477662/</link>
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			<title>What Really Happened: A Daylit Perspective</title>
			<description>A dream that I had awhile back. I'm almost certain that it will be misconstrued, so have fun with whatever wills you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/472363/</link>
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			<title>Pathos</title>
			<description>To the despondant and broken hearted:don't let depression beat you,don't let jealousy sow its seed in your mind;even in the aftermath of happiness departed,for one day consummations you will find.To those already lost to hate:dissolve your differences, embrace your foesstart anew in li..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/466921/</link>
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			<title>Reality Today</title>
			<description>a response and what you could consider closure of sorts.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/463165/</link>
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			<title>[untitled]</title>
			<description>wondering when fear will overtake mewondering why apathy was a mainstaywondering who will finally pull the plugon this twisted nightmare circuitwondering where my heart and drive will take mewondering what will become of me nowwondering how i could twist someone so sweetinto an abomina..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/462980/</link>
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			<title>Self Conviction.</title>
			<description>a testament. one that has finally found the (hopefully right) words to speak.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/462897/</link>
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			<title>Today I Wait.</title>
			<description>just random mixed feelings.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/462529/</link>
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			<title>This Will Outlive Us.</title>
			<description>this work was written for a contest only. it contains another one of my regluar works, &quot;Regret and Apology&quot;.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/454630/</link>
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			<title>Is It Just Me?</title>
			<description>random nights at work.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/454491/</link>
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			<title>Regret And Apology</title>
			<description>just mixed feelings and things i feel i have to say.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/448284/</link>
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			<title>Black House</title>
			<description>just random feelings and whatnot. random ramblings and an add on to the elder's tale.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/442639/</link>
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			<title>Another riddle.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I am sometimes tall, but small at birthI am much in worth, save my cousins weak in girth;We are preserved in tools, harbingers of wells and walls,byproducts of death and elements of life and earthen glory.My wrinkled, sighing arms each tell their own monolithic stories.We are found..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/412434/</link>
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			<title>Riddle.</title>
			<description>not a poem, but a nice little riddle in rough composition. as ironic as it is, i came up with it when i was walking my dog.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/345072/</link>
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			<title>Roulette</title>
			<description>just some repressed feelings. the first part is about one person, but the second is about someone else. i guess that you could relate this to just about anyone.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/289118/</link>
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			<title>Only A Year Ago</title>
			<description>boredom, it was spontaneous. if you don't get it, or it doesn't make sense, it's okay. i'm just laying out the inner workings of my mind.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/263371/</link>
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			<title>Maybe It's The Gasoline Talking</title>
			<description>i got REALLY bored last night. if it doesn't make sense, don't worry. be happy.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/262563/</link>
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			<title>Sighs And Questions In The Wind</title>
			<description>Is love the value, the beuaty of a caring, benevolent being;shielding the adverse, praising kindly in hand only theliving loyalty to two characters immersed as one thing?A daring number indeed, the belly of the planet conformity.My trauma from life is evident by my own tremulous hand,as my..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/256373/</link>
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			<title>About Saturday...</title>
			<description>random emotions and questions.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/252429/</link>
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			<title>digging the scissors in deeper</title>
			<description>i wrote this during a harsh breakup. it's the same one as &amp;quot;grudge&amp;quot;.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/252213/</link>
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			<title>I'm Not Crazy</title>
			<description>i just read risa's contest winning story the other day.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/248822/</link>
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			<title>Atom Brown</title>
			<description>These are lyrics for my current project, Misfit Mackdown. the lyrics are very coarse and dry, but that's the whole theme of the band. Very similar to Ayshun Eye Scream.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/246903/</link>
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			<title>A Collection Of Dreams</title>
			<description>parts of a short story i wrote last semester.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/246378/</link>
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			<title>Partnership Essay</title>
			<description>another essay i wrote for economics.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/246376/</link>
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			<title>Traditional Economy Essay</title>
			<description>this was an essay assignment that i wrote for my economics class.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/246375/</link>
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			<title>In My Darkest Hour</title>
			<description>i just got really bored in my computer class. that, and i haven't written anything in awhile.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/245843/</link>
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			<title>Coca-Cola: A National Geographic Discovery</title>
			<description>In its natural state, Coca-Cola is docile until attacked, when it will spray sweet liquid on the predator. It has many foes, such as:Teens Children Parents Movie-goers&amp;nbsp;Yet it is often found and eaten. It does many things to protect itself. It may 'accidentally' tip over when fri..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/243465/</link>
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			<title>Eighteen</title>
			<description>just a passing of rites. count the lines.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/239100/</link>
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			<title>What Words I Have Left To Say</title>
			<description>it's about as done as it will be...an ode to risa.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/237465/</link>
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			<title>Metal.</title>
			<description>some piece i wrote for a contest.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/237464/</link>
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			<title>do you know this girl?</title>
			<description>something that just came about out of sheer boredom.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/231525/</link>
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			<title>[untitled]</title>
			<description>this was pretty vaguely written. it was spontaneous.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/227980/</link>
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			<title>a crash is imminent</title>
			<description>friday night horrors.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/221644/</link>
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			<title>big (an adaptation of eye of the tiger)</title>
			<description>big, big big big, big big big, big big huuuugehe is hugebigbigbigbig big big rising up, gaining them pounds, ________ is headed for a heart attackhe&amp;rsquo;s gotta get on a damn good diet, doing what he must do to survive&amp;nbsp;it&amp;rsquo;s the, hunger inside him, it&amp;rsquo;s the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/219152/</link>
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			<title>no way out now</title>
			<description>i'm sorry, risa. i love you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AppleQueso/219139/</link>
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