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			<title>Tuscaloosa Moonlight</title>
			<description>The Man in the Moon gazes down upon the terraceand you're overwhelmed with a new found sense of terrorthat you attempt to hide behind your faking and some flare,&amp;nbsp;for you worry that, if found out, they will stareupon this torn and shattered sordid mess of tears.As your soul is sheered clean free..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/7eleven/874625/</link>
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			<title>The Hollow Man</title>
			<description>The Hollow Man falls down the street, and soldiers on his tired feet;&quot;Because,&quot; he says &quot;because I can.&quot;It's all I know.&quot;It's who I am.&quot;His wearied soul slams on the ground,&amp;nbsp;he contemplates upon the sound.&quot;Like rain,&quot; he thinks &quot;but more pronounced.&quot;Or like the thoughts I won't announce&quot;His hee..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/7eleven/816841/</link>
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			<title>Depression.</title>
			<description>We were given an abstract noun in class today and had five minutes to write a poem that expressed the feeling without using the word. I'm pretty happy with it, considering I wrote it in a few minutes.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/7eleven/794514/</link>
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			<description>Tighten your grip and grab hold of the reins;I see you're tired of doing the same again.Others may tell you it's not worth the wait;I'm here to ask you to not let this be the end.Only you know your wants, and you know your needs;Your future is yours, please don't give to their commands.&amp;nbsp;Storm c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/7eleven/785789/</link>
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			<description>By a grave in the forest, in the middle of the nightlies a rose to the left, and a letter to the right.The flower's dead and wilted, the envelope is blank,left by a lover who had come a day too late.Storm clouds are lingering to wash away the words,&amp;nbsp;ambitions buried 'neath the ground, lost upon..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/7eleven/785783/</link>
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			<description>You are beautiful in mind.You are perfect in body.You are flawless in spirit.Be patient.Be strong.Be fervent.It's well worth the wait.It's well worth the ache.It's well worth the grate.Persist.Endure.Progress.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/7eleven/719122/</link>
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			<title>What Lies Beyond</title>
			<description>I write this in a state of panic, andbeg of anyone reading this to take it seriously. I shall do my bestto accurately describe the events which have just occurred. Again, toanyone reading this, pleasetake me seriously. We are not alone.	Mynight started off like every other Wednesday ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/7eleven/705985/</link>
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			<title>Whiskey on The Rocks</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I couldn't help but feel as though Iwas stuck in a clich&amp;eacute;. Everything about my current situation made mefeel as though I was in a movie scene; the way the smoke hung like fog overhead, the dim lighting that made everyone in the bar looksuspicious, even the drink in my hand. I coul..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/7eleven/676911/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1: Catch Up</title>
			<description>I spent themajority of my life in an orphanage. No, it wasn't a terrible place.I was treated more than well. It was, however, incredibly boring.Everything I did was strictly scheduled, down to the minute.Breakfast was at a certain time every morning, followed by classes, abrief lunch break..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/7eleven/676770/</link>
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			<title>Chrononaut</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/7eleven/676769/</link>
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			<title>The Quest</title>
			<description>Searching for the chalice, malice to the bone;longing for a treasure that the man could call his own.He's weeping through the willows, wading through the seas;thinking that he'd never find himself upon his knee.He's hacking through the jungles, fighting through the trees;hoping that the prize ahead ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/7eleven/656315/</link>
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			<title>TBD.</title>
			<description>I came home from The Swell Season concert, sat down, and started typing. I stopped typing when the words stopped coming easily. I didn't edit it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/7eleven/472524/</link>
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			<title>Untitled.</title>
			<description>I got drunk last night, woke up with a splitting headache, opened my laptop, and wrote this. Apparently, something about my head throbbing inspires me to write poetry.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/7eleven/461573/</link>
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			<title>Pharaoh of Dreams</title>
			<description>&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;I saw the servant girl enter my chamber from the corner of my eye. I didn&amp;rsquo;t move from my spot at my desk, I had been lost in thought and refusing to move for the past few days now. The s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/7eleven/334511/</link>
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			<title>Magical Rhythm</title>
			<description>I wrote this for a creative writing project. I wouldn't say that it's great, but it's the best one of the set and I feel like I should upload something.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/7eleven/326139/</link>
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