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		<description>The original writings of author Evangeline</description>
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			<title>How to Avoid a Letter</title>
			<description>I breathe in. I&amp;rsquo;ve done this before. It makes it no less terrifying. His warning signs aren&amp;rsquo;t going unnoticed. That makes it a little less dangerous. A little more possible to bear the pain in his eyes as he continues to be functional. All I can do is sit and listen. Just as I had done b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1904917/</link>
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			<title>Open Letter to a Prospective Mother In Law</title>
			<description>I'm going on a tangent with the open letters</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1878470/</link>
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			<title>Familiarity </title>
			<description>How do you describe that one couple with tattoos without saying &quot;tattoo&quot; once?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1870720/</link>
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			<title>Scared of the Dark</title>
			<description>You&amp;rsquo;re scared of the dark, It&amp;rsquo;s left me confused. The fear of a child, innocent and unnerving.I live in the dark, It led me to you. When night creeps in, &amp;nbsp;You hold my hand. When the light rolls out, I wish you&amp;rsquo;d understand.I look around for the things I cannot see,And find com..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1869598/</link>
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			<title>Reasons to Break up With Aspynn</title>
			<description>Punched me in the ribs really hard and called me a dick &amp;nbsp;&quot;Victoria's a piece of s**t&quot; (6 times consecutively) Called me gay Told me to get the fan if I didn't want &quot;an a*s whoopin&quot; &quot;You're dumb f**k you&quot; &amp;nbsp;Pressed hot popcorn bag covered in boiling grease against my back Got mad when I crie..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1868943/</link>
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			<title>Eight</title>
			<description>Suicidal again. Disappointed again. Alone. Again. Because when you say you're gonna be around till a certain time, I f*****g expect you to be around until that certain time. You cut corners with me. I feel lied to because I let my hopes actually happen. You gave me a sleeping pill. I knew you wanted..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1868938/</link>
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			<title>Seven</title>
			<description>I CANT RELY ON YOU FOR S**T ASPYNN.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1868937/</link>
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			<title>Six</title>
			<description>F**k you. F**k your excuses. F**k your avoidance. F**k treating me like some humongous pain in the a*s. F**k keeping the room so cold I can't sleep. F**k the noise the goddamn fan makes. F**k how you &quot;listen&quot; to what I tell you I need out of this relationship and f**k how you ignore all of it. F**k ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1868934/</link>
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			<title>Five</title>
			<description>It pissed me off last night how much I missed you. I told Kenna I hated it because I knew you didn't miss me like I miss you. And I could tell when I got into the car today after being gone. There's always something better than me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1868932/</link>
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			<title>Four</title>
			<description>I'm going crazy in here. I'm always alone. I have nobody to interact with when I'm awake. There's one window that you have blocked off so I can't open it to get some f*****g air, there isn't a yard, there's no warmth. Not like a physical heat, I mean welcoming and inviting. You don't clean after you..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1868927/</link>
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			<title>Three</title>
			<description>I'm trapped and I want out but there's nothing to do it with.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1868926/</link>
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			<title>Two</title>
			<description>You get really f*****g mean when you're asleep. I'm restless. I've been stuck in the damn house for over twenty four hours, not including the hour we spent at Penny's. You waste your life on that game. You get angry. Zoned in. Violent. Scary. But I can't say anything about that because of how you'd ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1868925/</link>
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			<title>One</title>
			<description>You told me the sweetest things. You gave me a little list of things I'm good at when I asked. You told me what you're proud of yourself for. I love hearing how you mean something to yourself. I sometimes worry that you don't see how amazing you are. Hypocritical of me. When you were listing the thi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1868924/</link>
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			<title>The Mindset of Mice and Dragons</title>
			<description>Let's set up the mindset for this misadventure of collected stories.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What would you do, how would you feel if you were a mouse living in a world of mice-eating dragons? Your life wasn&amp;rsquo;t necessarily in danger every waking moment of your life, but you know that at a certain time of t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1868920/</link>
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			<title>The Double Standard of War and Alcohol</title>
			<description>I'm publishing the last term paper I will ever be required to write as an undergrad. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1865569/</link>
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			<title>An Open Letter to a Former Lover</title>
			<description>You are going to kill me, and you would have killed me if I had stayed in that house. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1860553/</link>
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			<title>Isolationism</title>
			<description>I heard &quot;Make America Great Again&quot; and was immediately enraged. 
Nice little bit of American Satire. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1821333/</link>
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			<title>Preface: You're Still Bitter</title>
			<description>Think of this as a director's cut.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1819996/</link>
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			<title>What I Lost in the Fire He Started: The Unfortunate Adventure of Childhood Sweethearts</title>
			<description>Aspynn may or may not be a character I made up in my head, or even his own for that matter. 
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1818410/</link>
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			<title>Post Traumatic Distress</title>
			<description>Heyoooo talk about a wake up call</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1818404/</link>
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			<title>Wall Flowers</title>
			<description>	There are dead wildflowers pinned to the backboard of my cubicle. Dried royal purple lupine against stalks of canary barberry, arranged neatly with sagebrush and wheat grass. The stems of the lupine are warped and twisting upward while the barberry lays against the wall flat with the seeds of wheat..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1817691/</link>
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			<title>Thrones</title>
			<description>I promise, your endless mountain of a molehill wasn't a molehill. Not in the slightest. It was Mount Everest for you, and every stopping point seemed like the beginning of the death zone. You kept your head down, clawed your way up, gasped for air through the frustration and tears. Just when you wer..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1815844/</link>
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			<title>Aspynn</title>
			<description>There's no point in being coy.
I kept this journal throughout my relationship for a period of six months when I felt everything was at its worst. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1815309/</link>
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			<title>History of a Boring Town</title>
			<description>Teenagers need to learn how to mosh appropriately. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1814373/</link>
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			<title>Why Do I Live in a Place Where the Air Hurts My Face</title>
			<description>Clay, you're a crazy person.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1803661/</link>
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			<title>One year ten months</title>
			<description>Oneyear ten months taste like poisonDrippingdown the IV you gave meAs I gazeup screaming in my headI can&amp;rsquo;tget upI can&amp;rsquo;tlookI canbarely rememberYoushould have killed me. &amp;nbsp;Two yearsof a cruel joke is all I see in her eyesShe looksu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1794802/</link>
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			<title>The Mouse and the Dragon</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;What would you do, how would you feel if you were a mouse living in a world of mice-eating dragons? Your life wasn&amp;rsquo;t necessarily in danger every waking moment of your life, but you know that at a certain time of the day, in certain places, a dragon could talk to you. The dragon could be ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1794800/</link>
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			<title>The Silent Ramblings of the Mad </title>
			<description>Suddenly, silence. The whiskey dulled my tongue, I could feel the words boiling over, The anger and terror, Paralyzing depths of the ocean in my chest, and suddenly, silence. Suddenly, silence. It was my war of broken bones and glass.In the room crucial to character development, Where the door was h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1764057/</link>
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			<title>You're Still Bitter</title>
			<description>She used to tell me that there was a serious distinction between being sleepy and feeling tired. I never really paid much attention to her argument until recently. She used to look at me and say, &amp;ldquo;You look tired, honey.&amp;rdquo; I&amp;rsquo;d insist my day was short and I didn&amp;rsquo;t feel like taki..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1745165/</link>
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			<title>An Open Letter to my Best Friend</title>
			<description>Anger is a secondary reaction.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1700823/</link>
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			<title>Thoughts</title>
			<description>Quiet pleas for help </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1524760/</link>
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			<title>Delirium</title>
			<description>Follow up to &quot;Silent Confessions&quot;
Triggers: sexual assault, incest,  suicidal thoughts</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1498456/</link>
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			<title>Silent Confessions</title>
			<description>Monologue of a woman in confession. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1420493/</link>
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			<title>Trip and Acid</title>
			<description>I was on the damn hill, soaking wet under the gazebo. Again. I knew the person I was waiting for would never come. The rain was relentless, his mom was still mad. Too many factors played into the heartbreak. Oddly enough, it was freezing that day. A whopping sixty five degrees in the jungle, but the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1358152/</link>
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			<title>No. 978</title>
			<description>A letter to my once betrothed. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1356068/</link>
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			<title>No. 63</title>
			<description>You should try it some time.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1356058/</link>
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			<title>No. 623</title>
			<description>I miss you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1356040/</link>
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			<title>Blood and Maple</title>
			<description>(Currently a work in progress)
Living with an undesirable person can really kill a person</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Virtuous-silence/1356012/</link>
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