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		<title>Amaris Velez | WritersCafe.org</title>
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			<title>FireFlies</title>
			<description>I drove through the park on a random Saturday.To get my mind off of the heartbreak and emptiness Ifelt in the city.The noise and constant movement of the city haddeprived me of my peace and individuality.As I drove through the park I lowered my music tohear silence.The silence ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LivingParadox/1224482/</link>
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			<title>Love</title>
			<description>	hearts were beating way to fast to be safe.&amp;nbsp; Both for the same reason, but not beating intime like the books wrote about.&amp;nbsp; Yourkisses were as hot as the Sahara desert in midday but your breath down my neckwas as cold as a ghost walking right through me.&amp;nbsp; And we kissed and kisse..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LivingParadox/1224018/</link>
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			<title>The Rain</title>
			<description>The Rain is pouring down 100 miles per minute. They are tiny pieces of glass that make us reflecton our lives.When the rain pours the world is silent and everyonesuddenly remembers the empty journal on their desks. They remember the tea bags in the back of thecupboard and the unfin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LivingParadox/1224016/</link>
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			<title>well this is going to be a bit of a sad poem.</title>
			<description>Well this is going to be a bit of a sad poem.Friday June 28, we broke up. And I shed exactly twotears, but only because you didn&amp;rsquo;t fight for me.I wanted you to show me you loved me, and you gaveup. We were two days shy of making a year.It is now Tuesday night/ Wednesday morning. 12:31AM...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LivingParadox/1224015/</link>
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			<title>Kiss Me</title>
			<description>Based on the song Kiss me- Ed SheeranI walked through thedoor of my new London apartment that I got with my new British boyfriend. I useto live in New Jersey until I met my boyfriend while he was on tour and heinvited me to stay with him here. I took off my flats and my shorts and got very..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LivingParadox/1224011/</link>
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			<title>I am Insane</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I am Insane.This is the only thing in my life that I am onehundred percent positive.I can look someone in the eyes and tell them I lovethem knowing that they will never love me the same, and be perfectly fine.When I am in the pit of anger, so deep in it thatI&amp;rsquo;m sure my ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LivingParadox/1224010/</link>
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			<title>Infatuation</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I looked at the time on my phone itwas 7:30 pm we had a whole hour until the fireworks were suppose to start forthe 4th of July. I sat in my chair, as far away from my mother andher&amp;nbsp;fiance&amp;nbsp;as possible. I haven&amp;rsquo;t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LivingParadox/1224007/</link>
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