<?xml version="1.0" encoding="ISO-8859-1"?>
<rss version="2.0">
	<channel>
		<title>Micheal Frank | WritersCafe.org</title>
		<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/MichealFrank</link>
		<description>The original writings of author Micheal Frank</description>
		<language>en-us</language>
		<copyright>Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org</copyright>
		<lastBuildDate>1776054587</lastBuildDate>
		<generator>WritersCafe.org RSS Generator</generator>
		<ttl>15</ttl>
		<item>
			<title>Ring Ring</title>
			<description>Shapped as a poem. Story for many. </description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MichealFrank/1405701/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>What Are We</title>
			<description>I swear to god all pilots are the same. Just learn how to fly the damn plane. Why is that guy looking at me? Ugh these seats are so uncomfortable. &quot;Please buckle your seat belt, we are hitting some turbulence&quot;. Turbulence my a*s lady. That guy is still looking at me. I need a drink. F**K. heads aren..</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MichealFrank/1405688/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>She Doesn't See Me Anymore</title>
			<description>About an imaginary friend that becomes more imaginary day by day, to their child. </description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MichealFrank/1404089/</link>
		</item>
	</channel>
</rss>