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		<description>The original writings of author carynolivia</description>
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			<title>Chapter Four</title>
			<description>E and Diane encounter Cerberus.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/carynolivia/1345227/</link>
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			<title>David</title>
			<description>A piece of flash fiction I wrote re: a writing prompt on writersworld.tumblr.com.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/carynolivia/1338377/</link>
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			<title>growth</title>
			<description>It's a kind of follow-up to a poem I wrote a few months back. They're startlingly different perspectives of the same person.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/carynolivia/1338331/</link>
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			<title>illusion</title>
			<description>I wish one daythat I could tell you&amp;nbsp;I Am a Starand mean it in the romantic sense-that I&amp;rsquo;m a source of lightin the darkest nights;that I am resilient,I am eternal,and I will guide you home.For now, the literal will have to do:I Am a Star.I am unreachable,I am an illusion;I am just a fire t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/carynolivia/1335479/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Three</title>
			<description>Diane and E begin their descent into Hades and encounter the first couple of obstacles along the way to reach the god of the underworld's palace deep within its dark confines.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/carynolivia/1333034/</link>
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			<title>that fire</title>
			<description>You're an uneven collectionof heart and souland flesh and bones that,when rattled,ignite in you furious flameszealous and wild enough to rival those ofthe Great Fire of London;the blazing&amp;nbsp;infernos&amp;nbsp;of Hades;this burning sensation in my very heart.I can feel the sparks in my fingertipswhen I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/carynolivia/1311254/</link>
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			<title>aphrodite</title>
			<description>It&amp;rsquo;s a sad daywhen Greece&amp;rsquo;s most beautiful womancan&amp;rsquo;t even enjoy an indulgent bubble bathwithout getting lost in the foam--overwhelmed by a powerful sense of being;haunted by her very own existence.It&amp;rsquo;s a sad daywhen Soap &amp;amp; Gloryhas the strengthto bring a goddessto her kn..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/carynolivia/1305712/</link>
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			<title>water</title>
			<description>There's no embracewhich quite matchesthe&amp;nbsp;comfort of waterwhose liquid limbs encircleyour every boneand snuggly hugthe dips and bends in your framework;whose warmthswallows you upand fills you whole.Careful she doesn't try to kiss you though,Heaven knows you're far too young for that.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/carynolivia/1305086/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Two</title>
			<description>BAD COMPANY- Chapter Two -E&amp;rsquo;s destination in the state over is Jasper, Alabama. As aborn-and-bred New Yorker, it&amp;rsquo;s not somewhere Diane is familiar with - in fact,the whole state of Alabama is pretty much unchartered territory for her. Theirjourney time is less than half a day but i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/carynolivia/1305042/</link>
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			<title>Chapter One</title>
			<description>BAD COMPANY- Chapter One -	Dusk was approaching quickly. The setting sun shimmered onsome dirt roads in the middle of nowhere, somewhere in the Deep South; it turnedthem golden in the fading light. The road stretched out for miles before him,swallowed up by the horizon on either ends of the Ea..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/carynolivia/1303278/</link>
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			<title>Bad Company</title>
			<description>Bad Company follows the efforts of two unlikely protagonists as they endeavour to save humanity through the salvation of Mount Olympus and its resident deities.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/carynolivia/1303274/</link>
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			<title>bruises</title>
			<description>You've left a mark on my heartthat matches so perfectlythe colour of its fleshthat I can't tellif you've hit the whole thingor just a tiny corner.Guess I'll just have to wait&amp;nbsp;for it to swelland blackenthough something tells me that won't happen.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/carynolivia/1301672/</link>
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			<title>sharks</title>
			<description>People tell me all the time'there's plenty more fish in the sea'but there are sharks and they're circling;tearing me apart at the seams,telling me I shouldn't bleedin an ocean full of killers.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/carynolivia/1301560/</link>
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			<title>atlantis</title>
			<description>Even the gods in their jealous skies lovedthe sheer brilliance and beauty of her;all stone and marble carved most artfullyarchitecturally unbeatable:honorary eighth wonder of the world.Her people, however, were less genius;their loose morals and erratic naturekindled tempestuous rage in the godswhos..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/carynolivia/1301541/</link>
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			<title>tides</title>
			<description>We're a lot likethe ebb and flowof the tide:I am the water,you are the sand.Sooner or later,I'll come back to you.I always do.I wish, then,that I could drown the moonin my saltwater.That way maybe -just maybe -my seas will calmand I won't reachfor the touch of your handanymore.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/carynolivia/1301523/</link>
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			<title>she</title>
			<description>She is deafening thunderand blinding lightningand she'll burn you,if you're not afraid of a little spark.She's a twisterspiralling out of controland she'll suck you up--wrap you in--suffocate you--if you get too close.She's the reasonfor the tidal wavesthat flood your chest cavity;for the tsunamisth..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/carynolivia/1301521/</link>
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			<title>What Goes Around Comes Around</title>
			<description>Andrea Simmons guests on a talk show to clear the air surrounding a car accident her best friend, actress Teighan Smith, was involved in.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/carynolivia/1275804/</link>
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