<?xml version="1.0" encoding="ISO-8859-1"?>
<rss version="2.0">
	<channel>
		<title>jsintr | WritersCafe.org</title>
		<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/jsintr</link>
		<description>The original writings of author jsintr</description>
		<language>en-us</language>
		<copyright>Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org</copyright>
		<lastBuildDate>1776085552</lastBuildDate>
		<generator>WritersCafe.org RSS Generator</generator>
		<ttl>15</ttl>
		<item>
			<title>Morning Dew</title>
			<description>		Faint rays of the reborn sun crept through the cracks of the drawn curtains illuminating only the small of Zach&amp;rsquo;s statuesque back.&amp;nbsp; He was laying on top of the sheets in a deep slumber. She watched him; translating every curve of his naked body with her charcoal pencil onto the..</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jsintr/1377246/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>Dinner For Two</title>
			<description>Friday nights usually draw a crowd and tonight was no exception she noticed as the waiter, a tall slender neatly groomed young man of twenty-one or twenty-three, lead them to their table tucked neatly in the furthest corner of the room just as her boyfriend had asked the hostess.&amp;nbsp; A fai..</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jsintr/1376481/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>The Silver Maple</title>
			<description>The summer's breeze swirled through the night like a playful waltz directing the movement on a crowded ballroom floor.&amp;nbsp; An over-sized blood-red moon had slowly begun its ascent over the tree line directly behind the two lovers.&amp;nbsp; The courtyard was empty except the stray jogger from ..</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jsintr/1376479/</link>
		</item>
	</channel>
</rss>