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			<title>rain</title>
			<description>Yes, I heard youI hear every last wordand then someYes, I heard you, but I am busyHoping it will rainThat it will thunder and crashI want the cold drops to smash into the groundand shatter into a million piecesWouldn't it be perfect?To run onto the pavementand absorb the stormlet every last bit of h..</description>
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			<title>Envy</title>
			<description>Wedding photographsThe love glimmering in their eyesThe exchange of forever vowsI love you, I love you, I really do'sThe perfect dayThe perfect momentEternal companionsWanting nothing more than to be with each otherAlwaysBrings me painHeartacheAnd I wish I wish, I really wishI could change how we di..</description>
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			<title>Thrill</title>
			<description>Fascinating and&amp;nbsp;IncredibleA connection I thought only we could shareSomething so secret and wonderfulIt made you mine.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We were unshakable.An addiction for my senses,Your smell, Your tasteThis brought us tenderness&amp;nbsp;This brought us peace.My true bond, the most sacredAllegedly only..</description>
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			<title>Fake</title>
			<description>Give up my world for a swift betrayalYou can&amp;rsquo;t come clean until you're up against the wallI have been&amp;nbsp;so in love with you,But it seems you were just so good at faking itAnd baby you got lazyLies don't hide themselves&amp;nbsp;Going through the motions to avoid real life. So you don&amp;rsquo;t ha..</description>
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			<title>Promise</title>
			<description>Two tables down the elderly couple sitswaiting for their meal, they are content with one anotherquietly chatting, smiling, and holding hands across the tableThis table is silentA couple, grasping at straws by spending time with one another&amp;nbsp;Doing what they shouldHands in their lap, uncomfortably..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/665720/</link>
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			<title>Season</title>
			<description>The cold brings warmthglowing lights delightfully bring back memoriescalendar countdownsomething to look forward tofinally, this is the one dayWe will love each other, smile at each otherExcitement will bounce off the wallsNo one wants to spoil the moodAnd we will swiftly stop anything that doesOnly..</description>
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			<title>I miss him</title>
			<description>I miss him.What happened toWe would never be that couple?Turning into someone elseDisappearing into the day to day&amp;nbsp;Letting the world take us overLosing personality and individualityLosing us. This is how we take care of our family.Working to workTo get out of the house. To pay bills that don't ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/632602/</link>
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			<title>Selfish</title>
			<description>I want to belong hereAttach myself in any wayForce myself to fitAnd fit wellBecause Love changes shapeAnd this is all that matters.&amp;nbsp;One and One makes Three,&amp;nbsp;and the world spins the other way.This role I have created seems so bigAnd so smallA Life, a Love - Both depend on my&amp;nbsp;performanc..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/579435/</link>
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			<title>Peaceful Traveler</title>
			<description>I am dedicating this to my son. From love he is love. I want him to experience this life and to do it with conviction, to be confident, and know who is. This is for him, to remember who he is. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/575353/</link>
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			<title>push</title>
			<description>In a time of need and uncertaintyPeople will appear from the past,	FriendsAn Apology will dribble helplessly from their lipsThey would only feel guilty if they didn'tTry to save you.Because now they are here for you	Like they were everytime beforeAn ear eager to listen	to themselves stammerAnd a han..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/551697/</link>
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			<title>Run</title>
			<description>I often dream that I am runningAs fast as I can, and as far as I canRelentlessly and never tiringNothing to hold me and no need to stay&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Completely Free.Excited by the cold night air that fills my lungs&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; until they nearly burstAffectionat..</description>
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			<title>March</title>
			<description>anticipatedbut still so unexpectedYour precious life is no longer the perceptionbut a force rushing to greet Usthe two unsuspecting creators of something so innocentand with so much to learnunprepared, but with smiles on Our facesfear and excitement bounce from room to roomand wall to wallas We pace..</description>
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			<title>Waiting Game</title>
			<description>Its all part of a Waiting GameSolitary moments seem to crawlWhile every disquieting sense of faithlessness and apprehensionSeem to shuffle around the room Back and Forth Reminding me that&amp;nbsp;I am in fact Faltering&amp;nbsp;Every look in the mirror is an indicationThat preparation wou..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/495355/</link>
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			<title>Open Water</title>
			<description>&quot;Most of us live lives that are not particularly extraordinary&quot;

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			<title>Remind Me</title>
			<description>Remind me who You areTake a minute to show meA few of the&amp;nbsp;things that brought me to YouFlash a flattering smile that compliments Your charmLet me feel the beat of the musicThe faint, yet unyeilding melody that runs in Your veinsAllow me to&amp;nbsp;stareSo I&amp;nbsp;might&amp;nbsp;see how de..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/487819/</link>
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			<title>Flutter</title>
			<description>A tiny fluttering,Tickling from the inside out,A gentle reminder that You are here with meand You are waiting.Getting stronger still&amp;nbsp;And not held back by the day or night,My remarkable little warrior,Quietly fighting to survive.&amp;nbsp;Despite all the of fears, the doubts, and a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/472456/</link>
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			<title>Distract</title>
			<description>I am not sure what I did to deserveThis strange sense of lonelinessBut something keeps nagging me Suggesting I must have done this to myself&amp;nbsp;Even with the consoling arms Of the One I Love around meAll my hopes for the future Are changing shape before my eyesDesolation creeps b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/444370/</link>
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			<title>Three</title>
			<description>Time is effortlessly runningHastily GrowingAnd composing Life&amp;nbsp;Its not just You and I anymore, BabeAnd once again, I am asking for Your sweet embraceIn the midst of this earthquake&amp;nbsp;So anxious to begin a permanent life with YouA bond with a beating heartWas so much more t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/442725/</link>
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			<title>Drive</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;From the safety of my carIt is uncomfortably easy to feelTo feel angry and hurt, to let the bottles overflowAnd words to come outHarsh and cold&amp;nbsp;I don&amp;rsquo;t have to look into your eyesWhen I say things that I am fairly certain will hurt youSaying the feelings out loud b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/424440/</link>
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			<title>2 a.m.</title>
			<description>Bare Feet on wet asphaltI probably should be going nowBecause it is nearly 2 a.m.You&amp;rsquo;ve already shut the doorAn unintentional signal that my time is upI must have missed the tenderness In my drowsinessBut I don&amp;rsquo;t recall that electrical contact highThat I live forAnd I didn&amp;rsqu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/418031/</link>
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			<title>Momentary</title>
			<description>Behind my eyelidsAmber swirls and spiralsGliding to the rhythm Of innermost sunshineDrifting contentedly Between the two entitiesUnder my fingertipsAn ivory glow, a reply to the flameWarmth rises and moves through my veinsAffection on fireBrings a smile to my facePeppermint..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/415629/</link>
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			<title>Skull Box</title>
			<description>An explosive little time bomb has settled at the nape of my neck&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; With grip that forces&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; The sudden contortion of bone and muscleBeginning the quivering countdown to the unrelenting, and unyielding fog&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Yanking me away from the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/414655/</link>
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			<title>Daydreams</title>
			<description>Possibly fooling myself,But I am unable to stop wishful thinking.&amp;nbsp;Indulging in a daytime reverieTriggered,When I thought I saw You, for a fraction of a second, watching me,Carefully and lovingly.&amp;nbsp;Yielding,To what I imagined You were thinking.Perhaps in awe and enamoured,With som..</description>
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			<title>Transparent</title>
			<description>Your Soul Shines Through Me</description>
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			<title>Spin</title>
			<description>Wondering which way is up, Which way is in&amp;nbsp;   Please understand, because thats what I really want&amp;nbsp;           Stumbling and stuttering on my every thought&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A single sentence violenty spinning in my head Twisting the possiblilities and concerns around desperation and effic..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/358957/</link>
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			<title>My Reason</title>
			<description>We can&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Fight Love&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Make Love&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Hate Love&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Even Love Love&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;And spend our life trying to unearth Love&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/352435/</link>
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			<title>Universe</title>
			<description>For My Sister &amp;#9829;</description>
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			<title>Heart First, Head Second</title>
			<description>Hold my hand a little tighterNothing is better than being lost togetherThis is Our time to be young&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Young and stupid&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/348501/</link>
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			<title>Out</title>
			<description>I want You.Do not even ask.&amp;nbsp;I want Your future&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Your happiness.&amp;nbsp;I could care less about mine.But I won't deny, I've dreamt about Our castle.&amp;nbsp;I need You.I need You to want this,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/336794/</link>
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			<title>Eleven</title>
			<description>I still have the photographAnd every time I see it I wonder What did you see and, &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What did you feel when you saw my new face?Did you imagine the future I have now, &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/335539/</link>
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			<title>Dear Raquel</title>
			<description>Dear Raquel,&amp;nbsp;I typed your name into the empty box,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; letter by letter.So precise, that the pressing of the keysmakes no noise at all.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;was trying to find youand&amp;nbsp;I really don't know why you even&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/332210/</link>
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			<title>Secrets</title>
			<description>There it isbehind&amp;nbsp;barriers wearing thinand now walls nearly opaqueis my amiable enigma&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;but&amp;nbsp;only for me&amp;nbsp;There it isevery secret&amp;nbsp;envelopedin a half nakedwidely smiling arcanumthat if given the chance would beproudly presenting the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/329673/</link>
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			<title>Red Lights</title>
			<description>I settle for the red lights,that pierce the dark sky and and find their waythrough the windshield and onto your face. You are focused, and so am I, because the wind through the windows and the choking hum of an&amp;nbsp;aged machine are quiet, but they still drown out the words on that..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/329069/</link>
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			<title>Headache</title>
			<description>So, truly, honestly, I didn't even think twice about itand I didnt think it was a problem&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a dependance&amp;nbsp;Until I blurted it out in casual conversationEven then, it sounded like someone else's voic..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/328478/</link>
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			<title>Shift</title>
			<description>I need a big change;a drastic,an extreme,a severe,Experience.&amp;nbsp;I need an event, to shake things up;make things a little less the sameof the monotinous, continuous day to day -Everyday.&amp;nbsp;I need something new;to be angry about,to hate,or to be excited for,and look..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/326933/</link>
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			<title>New</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Symphonically,&amp;nbsp;I am new, and you with me&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sweet darkness, no stars under the ceilingOnly through the cold window&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Silent but for breathing, but only just&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Except, &amp;quot..</description>
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			<title>Nothing</title>
			<description>so here it is.i am running out of reasons.i never really had a place to hide,and my search is over.&amp;nbsp;my grand quest to find something else in me.to rise above this thing with my name...its over.&amp;nbsp;there is nothing else but what is here.what you've seen, is what you get.t..</description>
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			<title>Thank You.</title>
			<description>Thank you for distracting me.long enough to&amp;nbsp;yank myself out from beneath the covers.long enough to pull on some clothes, and brush my hair.and questioning my use of make-up.&amp;nbsp;Thank you for reminding me that I have things to do.that the unbearable is possibly&amp;nbsp;bearable.that..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/323599/</link>
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			<title>Asleep</title>
			<description>You always wait until&amp;nbsp;I am&amp;nbsp;safely unconcious&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; to wake me up,then&amp;nbsp;tell me its time to take me back&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; to my own bed.&amp;nbsp;By then you've ripped down every facade&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/322632/</link>
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			<title>Change</title>
			<description>We took every last star down in your room.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (Almost)Punching holes in the ceiling,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and littering your floor with a new glow.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun searching for pennies..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/321878/</link>
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			<title>Yours</title>
			<description>This is for you -&amp;nbsp;despite my better judgment.I&amp;rsquo;ve given you fair warning &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (The bare minimum at least)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/moltarisata/321253/</link>
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			<title>I am Not</title>
			<description>No, I am not trying to fool you.&amp;nbsp;I am not spectacularI am not going to blow you awayI am not going to dazzle and captivate youOr Leave you wanting more&amp;hellip;&amp;nbsp;I am not breathtakingly beautiful.I &amp;nbsp;do not always make the decisions you think I would.I am not interestin..</description>
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			<title>Thriving</title>
			<description>Don&amp;rsquo;t take it the wrong way.When I said &amp;ldquo;being with you doesn&amp;rsquo;t feel the same anymore&amp;rdquo;I didn&amp;rsquo;t mean it they way you thought I did. &amp;nbsp;I meant &amp;nbsp;- It feels &amp;nbsp;like breathing. It feels so normal and so necessary, that my body simply lives with it - w..</description>
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