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			<title>The Thing About Monsters True</title>
			<description>Please, add to me what you see. What you hear. What's in me that is also in you. :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SoberBunny/1834001/</link>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;No, no!The adventures first, explanations take such dreadful time.&amp;rdquo; - Lewis Caroll,&amp;lsquo;Alice&amp;rsquo;s Adventures [etc.]&amp;rsquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After much consideration,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SoberBunny/1689883/</link>
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			<title>A Nightmare of the Future</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;How thisworld turns cold and breaks through my soul. And I know, I&amp;rsquo;ll find deep insideme, I can be the one. I will never let you fall, I&amp;rsquo;ll stand up with youforever. I&amp;rsquo;ll be there for you through it all, even if saving you sends me toHeaven.&amp;rdquo; - The Red Jumpsuit..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SoberBunny/1665452/</link>
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			<title>It Was Just a Dream</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Theother night, I had a dream. There was a world full of kings and queens. But itwas cold, dark as the night. We were the fire on the moonlit skies. We weren&amp;rsquo;tdivided, we were the same. And we were free, but we all wore chains.&amp;rdquo;-Thousand Foot Crutch, &amp;lsquo;Fly on the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SoberBunny/1664808/</link>
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			<title>Part One: Change</title>
			<description>The monster is sleeping under my bedScratching my skin, inside my headHungry, hopeless, lonely and lostScreams for mercy, at personal costMust I succumb to overwhelming fear?And mangle those whom I hold dearForsake humanity for the sake of lifeLend a hand to the world&amp;rsq..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SoberBunny/1664803/</link>
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			<title>The Thing About Monsters</title>
			<description>&quot;The human spirit is stronger than anything that can happen to it.&quot; - George C. Scott</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SoberBunny/1664800/</link>
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			<title>Through Hell and Back</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;You know, through all that s**t I pulled. All those things I did.She stayed. She stayed and she fixed me, showed me I have a heart. I do, and ithurts.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, I know the feeling. I&amp;hellip; my fianc&amp;eacute; was exactly like that.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;He w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SoberBunny/1632667/</link>
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			<title>Cease to Exist</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I want to shut myself in a box.Where nobody knows meNobody needs meNobody wants meNobody expects meFor anythingAnd cease to exist.&amp;nbsp;And in this boxMy memoryThe wreckage I&amp;rsquo;ve causedThe footprints I&amp;rsquo;ve litteredThe words I&amp;rsquo;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SoberBunny/1631962/</link>
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			<title>Self-Will Gone Rabid</title>
			<description>I am an anorexicI am a bulimicI am an alcoholicA cutterAn overeater And a smoker&amp;nbsp;I am a rape victimHarboring the symptomsOf self-will run riotA thousand forms of fearA thousand forms of self-destructionA thousand forms of self-pityAnd self-loa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SoberBunny/1627503/</link>
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			<title>The Addict's Question</title>
			<description>A little voice in my headasked me one day, &quot;What will you do once you have nothing left tolose?&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SoberBunny/1627354/</link>
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			<title>Relapse Religion</title>
			<description>Because reviewing past demons keeps new ones in the dark.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SoberBunny/1627347/</link>
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			<title>Shave the Pounds Away</title>
			<description>Oh eating disorders.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SoberBunny/1627337/</link>
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			<title>Monster in the Mirror</title>
			<description>I used to be one sick puppy...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SoberBunny/1627336/</link>
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			<title>The Alley</title>
			<description>AA homework turned to poetry. :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SoberBunny/1594342/</link>
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