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		<description>The original writings of author Wraith.</description>
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			<title>Dissociate </title>
			<description>I fail to be Immersive I beat away sheets of everyday cotton, exposing myself to light bulbs and sickly saturation of unstuck brightness. It is not uncommon for the my stomach to turn as the strain pulls from behind my eyes, nerves in the hands of a coachmen in a horse drawn carriage in the brid..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1955001/</link>
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			<title>Notorious </title>
			<description>This day feels like dog food bowls that need to be washed. Silence in the sun as children throw up empty chatter slow motion i watch their heads throw back in silence, laughter? but I cannot assign them humility </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1954998/</link>
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			<title>my financial struggles are nothing compared to my imploding head</title>
			<description>dont look into mirrors when you're like this because its not you looking backI don't think my brain was meant to survivewhen i made a wrong turn down the birth canal</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1947228/</link>
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			<title>writing this made me feel better</title>
			<description>A sack of coals makes my brain feel coolpink socks make me feel sickthe name pauline and film with holes in makes me feel sickoak cabinets are okayand leaves are too fresh and surreal and they make me think abouthow the sunlight sometimes turns my stomach if I approach it too quickWhy am i on this p..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1947226/</link>
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			<title>I stopped taking setraline now I have diarrhea 2 </title>
			<description>Ever try to roll your brain intodifferent roomsdifferent files in a cabinet in your headim leaking down yellow walls&amp;nbsp;trying to inhabita normal thoughtwhere did my concentration retreat toin the foot of an ambulance or the front seat of a treethe only things that seem to come easily</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1947223/</link>
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			<title>I stopped taking setraline now I have diarrhea  </title>
			<description>InvasiveRaping my brain with a hot iron pokerChemicals fall shortEmpty reassurance&amp;nbsp;it won't let upIt was a long time friend before we even metThe knowing is that it will be the death of meevery face I ever found&amp;nbsp;like a reel of old street crowds waning through a towntheir empty smiles and l..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1947219/</link>
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			<title>it goes on</title>
			<description>Rows and rows of flat windowsas long as anally induced orgasmstell me how there is more to the daythan the acid sun coming down over and over againKnives and forks should never be scrapedleave it on the hill</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1823931/</link>
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			<title>salt</title>
			<description>Young girl disemboweling godtransfers the sludge, disappears into white lightnuclear winds, Soiled threads&amp;nbsp;she who poked a stick in genesisFrom the abscesses and flaps of skinLeak tired and greying streams of pissPick up your coat, there's dishes to washCan't inject myself into life much more&amp;n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1817964/</link>
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			<title>death call</title>
			<description>Hallucinating silks of your voiceforgotten and lost somewhereits fine because you keep me safe</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1815410/</link>
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			<title>[untitled]</title>
			<description>Tore down our forest symbiosisreplacement addictionsWound my brains round the stick like batter</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1779638/</link>
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			<title>l</title>
			<description>same empty questionsdispositionharsh lightAre you self awareit'll eat you upself fulfilling prophecy&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1779612/</link>
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			<title>016</title>
			<description>Syntheticwhat&amp;nbsp;paperOn the desk, in your headdown your windpipeI choose powderover romanceover futureover what should be a nice day out</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1777048/</link>
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			<title>i</title>
			<description>Mouth awash with ash and water&amp;nbsp;Spat at rewinding thoughtsThe discomfort and delusionAll dying life clings to chaos</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1772087/</link>
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			<title>Self portrait III</title>
			<description>Shallow introspectionExtend and recoilAnxious hands winding shreds of woolVapid vulture draped in skinfeigning hope&amp;nbsp;And the only insight is that there is no insightJust poor regurgitation and petty adoptionThere's something about a mindset fracturedIs it really self loathing if you look for an ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1744606/</link>
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			<title>Men </title>
			<description>An arrogant breedDiseased bloated prideNothing misconstruedWars and erectionsProud to elicit such reactionsbut your seduction isn't artThere is only lust and self pitywaning reflectionsStrong bodies and fragile hearts</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1731470/</link>
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			<title>if you don't love me now</title>
			<description>My dreams are cluttered flats&amp;nbsp;and barely saturated blue skiesdrugs in bathtubs&amp;nbsp;let me rechargeI like feeling like my wires are crossedand desperation is where my heart works the most</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1723733/</link>
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			<title>pausa</title>
			<description>Can't comprehend it&amp;nbsp;fucked itBrainlessExcusesand now what</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1722592/</link>
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			<title>Transparent concessions</title>
			<description>What have you got to saydesperatein a skin, controlling a mindself entitlementwhat you do to cause others painand whose below you&amp;nbsp;meta-language&amp;nbsp;I always wished I could be like youa positive source!crying your banality to closed earsOpinions spat like bile before you can even finishSelf imp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1722587/</link>
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			<title>Inertia</title>
			<description>Sunless conceptionWhat more did I expect but to dwell on the precipice of a vacuumI could shout my lungs to shrapnel but eternity is soundless, blacknessA slave to somatic dissociation &amp;nbsp;I cling to dead flesh with ruminations of existenceAbsurd, in the end I know its all hiddenEyes vapid against..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1721637/</link>
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			<title>fffeeeeeeee</title>
			<description>Grief is EcstasyDrop out of lifethe cliff still bares a rush&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1710939/</link>
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			<title>That is all</title>
			<description>When mental illness trudges the way&amp;nbsp;Pulls down the walls of realityAbrupt end to this operaThick black curtains verge uponSomething forgottenGrey pallid stretchNo vivid genesisThe worlds conception in a mushroom cloudIn starkest sunless silenceI watch the raining fragmentsLike a worn reel vomit..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1708108/</link>
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			<title>Circulation</title>
			<description>Trepidation, dispositionBelow the surface it's esoterica skin of grief&amp;nbsp;self medication&amp;nbsp;Ambivalent ritualMy brain is in seizures&amp;nbsp;Somehow still human&amp;nbsp;I stash my unknowns below my ribs&amp;nbsp;Pain that could draw in most dire of dependenciesand become so aware of fragility&amp;nbsp;weak i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1707616/</link>
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			<title>Arlehon </title>
			<description>My petrified veins Lose their synchronicity Black leads draining outcoils into the  dead river Some say they hear the whisper </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1703693/</link>
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			<title>audience</title>
			<description>Reeling green lit underpassesDisintegrating on speedThe influx doesn't die down</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1698915/</link>
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			<title>gone</title>
			<description>Lost you somewhere on the waySlow motion blur of intoxicationneed something to merge back into the waters of realitywithout drowningKeep head stronglost you somewhere along the waylost a lot of people in the blurs of isolationout on the tracksgone for goodneed to clutch the grass I exist somewhere</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1696910/</link>
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			<title>fuvyvuhj</title>
			<description>SadistBlack anxiety gutswound them around my neckBury myself aliveI enjoy clawing dirt againDread rains down like black ashbrains up in the airDancing in my own flesh and plasmachristmas party</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1693895/</link>
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			<title>eoh</title>
			<description>Chronic depression infiltrates like august airblood turned sourCut the wirewatch it draining outI'm murmuring to myself when I've drank too muchscreamed from my eyessnippets of veins into the shape of a heart</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1684334/</link>
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			<title>Trauma life hangover</title>
			<description>DefeatedFleshy vultures purge on fractured backsAbsently splitting brawn from skinDragging up bitter black&amp;nbsp;Inferiority complex,&amp;nbsp;Splintered anxietiesLooking for a symbiosisThere is nothing</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1684318/</link>
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			<title>9</title>
			<description>Dread ascends a gut like bileI can't write properlyrepulsive cliches, pathetic wordsStupid structurespoint lostfuck off.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1667993/</link>
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			<title>97777</title>
			<description>Black landscapesformed from ashscuttling reelgossamer fleshCrushed stabilityLows unknownSevering nervesLetting you go.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1666711/</link>
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			<title>Ask for help</title>
			<description>Grief in a cloak of human skinCurdled hands. bails of flesh&amp;nbsp;Positively suicidalSame lack of urgencyI sliced out my tongueIt was sewn to the back of my headEmpty words reel offLike the scalping machineIn the end&amp;nbsp;There is no solaceJust black wind, nuclear windsWhipping the dirt like projecti..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1658329/</link>
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			<title>hollow</title>
			<description>Skin the sickly shade of embalming fluidLicorice lips charred by impurities in the windCrouching crippled on fields of wasteI'm yet to find what im looking for</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1645929/</link>
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			<title>White wall affliction</title>
			<description>Religious iconographyCircles slowlyBlank architectureBlack stripsHot white sunDemons on lock down&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1643723/</link>
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			<title>Too much pride for suicide</title>
			<description>All prospects are lostMinefield of a brainVultures have done their partRationality meets delusionAll seeing blackness&amp;nbsp;Pulled out thick ropes of veinCollapsed in on myselfFlesh took a big breath&amp;nbsp;Convulsions in a place that isn't my ownRetching and crying outthe maggots heaved against each o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1643301/</link>
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			<title>Shotgun</title>
			<description>Mass of hanging fleshLumps dangling, nerves coiled and cutStreams of fluids leaking overraw tendrils of vein and tissueDust falls unnaturally on exposed meatI've lost my sightI cannot smellBlackness fills my lungsDeafness, white noiseMy hand is locked to the gun like an already cadaverJust tethered ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1641415/</link>
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			<title>There is no mutation just human emotion</title>
			<description>What do you know about circumstancedepravityExploitative man made moralsSociopathic man in the suit&amp;nbsp;On his way to work walks next to youA low IQ and riddled with prejudiceor raised by a violent psycho-religious maniacostracized from society&amp;nbsp;In a state terrorized by brutality&amp;nbsp;Devoid of..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1641400/</link>
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			<title>Overpopulation</title>
			<description>Pavements absorb fleshy blursMotion in accelerationcaught up in the precipitationVolumesSilence?Muffled phone callsForeign conversationsIt's remote where the footsteps endTrees stand still against a yawning skySince when did nature become so primitive</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1640729/</link>
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			<title>Title</title>
			<description>People are needles, they like to get under the skinScars are present if you know where to lookSharp and painfulinjecting you with parts that are not your own&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1640725/</link>
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			<title>Stifle </title>
			<description>Lay me outlungs for limbs&amp;nbsp;choking on every mephitic drawWorn in dreadIntegral to the isochronismSeared its cycles into skinEvery erratic spike licks upon my nervesI become gallows&amp;nbsp;Endurance throwing its pallid yawn&amp;nbsp;what does it mean to be belowWell now you know, so utterly consumedWit..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1638971/</link>
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			<title>Grey</title>
			<description>Stones set outinconsistency&amp;nbsp;hybrid of holinessspeaking of silencewishing away the sea</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1638962/</link>
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			<title>Esoteric</title>
			<description>In the wounds of spring&amp;nbsp;Trees ruptured inopiate whir, pastel backdropTo thick sticky trunks that lolled as they roseResisting rebirth,Eventually they succumb, meekly suckling at the sunand you couldn't see it but the roots&amp;nbsp;had folded arms&amp;nbsp;In their sunless stateStared on, into nothingn..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1638954/</link>
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			<title>The hermit</title>
			<description>Agoraphobic </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1636147/</link>
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			<title>Obsessive compulsive. </title>
			<description>Aged 5 onward.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1632656/</link>
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			<title>Chemotherapy</title>
			<description>A final noteCan I get something to help with the pain.Thoughts, anxieties wound upArduous to think straightOvercome with exhaustion,&amp;nbsp;I wade in words trying to go back and erase my mistakesThere is not enough timeNo comfort in numbnessApprehensive and absent&amp;nbsp;despondency hitswillpower could ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1630462/</link>
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			<title>Five</title>
			<description>IntroversionRaw nerves extend, fingers deglovedSplayed out, glacial striation</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1629890/</link>
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			<title>230 again</title>
			<description>sunless skinWhite screenAgoraphobiaStrainThin hands, wide hipsfragilitySicknessRestlessIsolationfriend?Leechindigestion</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1629878/</link>
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			<title>230</title>
			<description>Stoicism&amp;nbsp;Cold ceramiclack of dopamineAvoidanceOther people laughing, smilingPavementI'm an insect that's convulsing in waterDrown me or put me to the sidefor now I am waitingHarmless, hesitantThe though of the air hitting my lungsturns my stomach</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1628988/</link>
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			<title>Dark waters</title>
			<description>10/09 Suicide prevention day.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1628978/</link>
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			<title>Side effects?</title>
			<description>Doctor DoctorWhy do you prescribe&amp;nbsp;these sugar bagsPseudo liesWound my guts into knotsFelt so sick and my head is pregnant with&amp;nbsp;bad thoughts that haven't subsided,I did my spring cleaning in winter&amp;nbsp;Filed the worst, tried to sweep it all out my earsBut it crawled back in when I fell asl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1628948/</link>
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			<title>Scorn</title>
			<description>Staggering masses, volumes of ash&amp;nbsp;Pyramids made of black stoneSplayed out on your backI'll transform your rib cage into wingsAngel of the abyssVoid lurker, Grief in shadow formBlindly staggering between the wallsdragging nails down the corridorsDark ropes of vein thrown over the marrowlike clim..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Acidqueen/1628929/</link>
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