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			<title>On the Edge</title>
			<description>On the edgeToes dangling Down below the world goes onNo one sees meHears meKnows meShould I stay or should I go?Staying isn't even an optionCan't go back to the way things wereOn the edge Toes danglingI start to rockStart to tipStart to fallCold, cold wind rushing byKiss the concrete SilenceDarkness</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthanusbaum/1056234/</link>
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			<title>Ode to My Pillow</title>
			<description>An ode to my pillowMy stuffy, fluffy pillowThanks for your servicesFor quieting my screamsFor soaking up my tearsFor taking all my punchesI am sure they didn't hurtDid they?In the end its you I can count onTo rest my head and help me driftInto sweet oblivion.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthanusbaum/1055919/</link>
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			<title>Missing in the Projects</title>
			<description>Meet me in front of the playground. That was the last text I got from my sister before she disappeared. When I turned my phone on it was 8am but who knows what time she sent that text. I cursed myself for shutting my phone off. I threw on some jeans and sneakers but didn't bother with a s**t. It was..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthanusbaum/1055588/</link>
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			<title>Sorrow</title>
			<description>sometimes things arent as they seemwhat u think is reality might be a dreamand when someone pinches u, u try not to screamcause u realized this life is really happeningso u take two steps back and try to reactto the things coming at uthe stress and what have yousand i know u just wanna run awayand n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthanusbaum/1055582/</link>
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			<title>A Fool</title>
			<description>why should i put all my trust in youwhen u'll just hurt me like all the others dobelieving that what ur saying is truewill have me left looking like a fooli cant have my heart ripped out againby someone pretending to be my friendthe love that u show me is just an acti dont wanna end up getting stabb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthanusbaum/1055581/</link>
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			<title>The Joy of Motherhood</title>
			<description>After months of being fat and crazyYou go to the hospital and pop out a babyThe new one looks so innocent and cuteBut don't be fooled cause it isn't trueHe'll cry all night and keep you up lateFor him to get older you just can waitBut then he does and now you are sureYou made a mistake, hes worse th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthanusbaum/1055578/</link>
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			<title>the world</title>
			<description>the world we live in can be a beautiful placenotice all the things around u and give it praisethe tall strong trees changing colors at every seasonall the living things in this world have a reasonthe birds in the sky and the animals down lowthe flowers and grass and rivers that flowbut theres alot m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthanusbaum/1055572/</link>
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			<title>If I were a boy</title>
			<description>f i were a boy:i'd leave without thinking about uu would only be an object to mei wouldnt listen to the things u say, not even pretendi'd sleep with whoever and be a player, not a s**ti'd say u look fat, just to see u cryi'd be jealous of anyone u talked towhen we fight, i'll close mys..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthanusbaum/1055570/</link>
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			<title>No One</title>
			<description>sitting here and waiting wondering where everyone wentthere always used to be pplenow there is no one.always voices, talkin to menow theres only silenceonly noise from the tv. wat happened to all the pple?everyone grew upeveryone always grows upgrowing up apartgoing their own ways no one to look bac..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthanusbaum/1055569/</link>
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			<title>life now</title>
			<description>time flieskids cryall the good has passed me bysilent screamsstressful dreamsmy smile isnt wat it seemspawn shop dealssmaller mealsyou dont know just how this feelsfallen tearsthrough the yearswishin somethin good is nearbounce aroundtown to townhopefully our homes been f..</description>
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