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			<title>Attention Humans this is a Public Service Announcement</title>
			<description>Short story. Not finished yet</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/2465376/</link>
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			<title>Journal entry</title>
			<description>journal entry to immediately follow Thieves, Shells and Security Drones</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1968006/</link>
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			<title>Thieves, Shells and Security Drones</title>
			<description>Going to be the first - or second - chapter in this book. I want to drop the reader into the present moment </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1967721/</link>
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			<title>work in progress / no title yet</title>
			<description>set in the near future (2090's). This is a segmented chapter taken from beginning of my newest project. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1967681/</link>
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			<title>Ocean Breath</title>
			<description>I finally get what is meantby Ocean BreathI thought is was merely&amp;nbsp;a comparison to the sound -how it mirrors the sound of the waves..but as I meditateI see the Ocean's ebb and flowmatched in the cyclic flow of my own breaththe way the waves are sucked back inswirl around deep withinand sweep bac..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1944212/</link>
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			<title>The Energy of Consciousness </title>
			<description>the universe knows no differencebetween you and I&amp;nbsp;life sparks us all into this tick tock worldwind up dolls&amp;nbsp;click clanking around&amp;nbsp;unknowingly&amp;nbsp;we carry this most precious gift insidethe energy of consciousnessglows brightright out of each cell&amp;nbsp;please do not tell me you truly ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1944211/</link>
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			<title>Dear Brain, stop reading history books. Love- your Heart</title>
			<description>A quick, comical dig at history I wrote a few months back while reading A People's History of the United States, Howard Zinn. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1872879/</link>
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			<title>Is Ignorance Really Bliss?</title>
			<description>The Repetition of historyThe Cycle of human strugglethe Wheel we are all nailed toI Recognize Itas simply as the Earth circles the Sunpowerless to stop it's momentum my thoughts sway like a pendulum Is it better to be blind and dumbthan to succumb to the need to seek the Truth ?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1872872/</link>
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			<title>Borderlines</title>
			<description>I cannot decipher for the life of mewhere thin lines divide&amp;nbsp;our blurry world into sections.I cannot begin to definewhere we change from beings to organ systems,from systems to cells,from cells to atoms...Is it like geometry? --Where a square is a rectangle but&amp;nbsp;a rectangle can never be a sq..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1872870/</link>
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			<title>don't be the nosy neighbor...</title>
			<description>don't let the prideof your own ideasturn confidence into fearslisten with your earsbut also soulknowthat most have a goalmuch like your ownto live happy, healthy, freeto watch their children growto feel connected&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;by some perspective&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;to some collective&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1792142/</link>
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			<title>Seek and you will find</title>
			<description>we are in the ageof infinite knowledgeyou don't need a collegeto do your own research.you are capableyou are a scientistyou are a teacheryou are the law you are the juryyou are your own judgeyou have no right over anyoneNo more than someone else has over you! if you seek..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1791661/</link>
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			<title>desertification</title>
			<description>Individuality&amp;nbsp;is undoubtedlythe most powerful resource&amp;nbsp;we haveit allowsinfinite&amp;nbsp;diversity&amp;nbsp;to bloomBeauty&amp;nbsp;is uniquebut that onlymakes&amp;nbsp;each differencemore&amp;nbsp;specialoriginality should be&amp;nbsp;cultivated,&amp;nbsp;appreciated,encouragedbut Fear&amp;nbsp;of theunknownstunts its g..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1784401/</link>
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			<title>stardust in my eyes</title>
			<description>just some thoughts on life</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1783976/</link>
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			<title>bitterness</title>
			<description>why is it so easy to let bitterness seep in and crush your soul? the real fight is staying positive, light and keeping the fire lit.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1760230/</link>
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			<title>Material Perspectives and media objectives</title>
			<description>I kind of imagined this one more like spoken word.. meant to be slow and dramatic..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1686099/</link>
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			<title>Waking Up and Reaching Out</title>
			<description>The worldIs full of painAnd I amDisgustedI have mustered Enough contempt To darken even the lightest of heartsAnd I have only started To scratch the surfaceOf thisGrotesqueScabCovering humanityHow could we be blindTo this cancerous lumpMalignant and festeringInfecti..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1677508/</link>
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			<title>Just a thought</title>
			<description>UnknowingLostIn a worldStill growingNothing has meaningDays have no endOh, how I wishTo be a child again..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1666618/</link>
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			<title>Contradictory love </title>
			<description>The moments we drive each other mad MultiplyStubborn fits deny compriseIn your eyesI know I've wonNo matter right or wrong The song we sing In unisonCould bring a stone man downAnxiety consumes my brainIn a wayOnly you can calmYour strong stare resurrects meNo one wou..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1665013/</link>
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			<title>Master of Disguise:  exit stage left</title>
			<description>Hold onto your liesYour secret disguiseDoes it make you feel alive inside,Wearing those masks in your mind?It drives your steady decline But you're blind..So I won't remind you I'm just here to unwind your tangled truthsThe mangled roots of our lives I'm left in the dust to describ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1662632/</link>
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			<title>Half a poem for my mother</title>
			<description>The smell of beer breathAnd cigaretteburnsThe fear of knowing it's my turnTo wake her upShould be enough To stopLovingBut Wasn't..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1655741/</link>
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			<title>United We Sit</title>
			<description>Graffiti an image of a TVand on its screen hetaggedUnited We Sit an activist by naturehe was never one you'd mistake forsenselessalways devising an escape forthe helplesstiny bits of kindnesstiny bits of knowledge he fed it to them slowly forcing them to notice the world can be a better placeIf you ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1654092/</link>
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			<title>Stoic state of apathy</title>
			<description>It's a funny thing that comes and goesAbsorbs my life with mighty blows..I don't know if it showsBut it always goesLike this..Strangest quiet..I'm oh so calmHearts full of sighs it's ticking like a bombThoughts being to riot, where did I go wrongBut I'm overcome with the stranges..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1651664/</link>
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			<title>After thoughts..</title>
			<description>I dreamt of you againIt gave me strengthI never knew I had.You gave me a hugI held you so tightSomehow knowingSomething wasn't right..Knowing I needed to treasure this moment If onlyI could've dreamt this years ago..You never knowWhat you haveUntil it lets you go</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1651605/</link>
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			<title>A hopeful daydream</title>
			<description>Infinity Intricately AwaitsAmongst Stars and Moons and Heaven's GatesFate OvertakesRealityImagine with me a Place That Makes No JudgmentsOvercome With Hope...What is reality and what is fantasyHow did we come to be And what's to become of meWho will I see What will ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1649030/</link>
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			<title>My savior</title>
			<description>Written for my first born son; who I had at 18 and changed my life forever. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1648580/</link>
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			<title>To love or not to love..</title>
			<description>I wrote this to battle my constant struggles with trust..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1647435/</link>
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			<title>waves</title>
			<description>different waves riding a tidal crash only to rejoin and merge our waters backtogether we push and pull our wayto glide upon beaches and then be sucked awayfor we are the same waters we've run the same coursewe feel the same pain as we're pulled back from the shorewith just a glimpse of freedomand th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1645265/</link>
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			<title>a quiet rage</title>
			<description>A&amp;nbsp;Twisting A&amp;nbsp;Turning&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; my stomach is burning&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; with anger and rage &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I just cant containThis swarmingThis storming&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; my mind is blank&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; this disturbing feeling has finally sank&amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1645247/</link>
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			<title>the arsonist </title>
			<description>written about all the fires I've started in my life..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1645240/</link>
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			<title>The American Pipe Dream..</title>
			<description>money makes the world go roundwe're being pulled downnot making a soundlittle lost children, waiting to be foundnot knowingno ones looking for youpraying and wishing some day you'll pull throughsliding downhill with nothing to cling todon't be a fool, no one will be there to help youno one will even..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1643743/</link>
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			<title>The Actress </title>
			<description>thought I was playing it safeso I made the mistake of being fakepretending its all greatwith a smile on my face.but slowly what took place,just when I cannot sayeverything&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; drifted&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; away..lonely and lost I decided to staysom..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1643730/</link>
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			<title>doubt slips in</title>
			<description>I wrote this to help describe that internal feeling of doubt, when you're not sure whether to trust your instincts or not.. when you're not sure whether you want to know the truth or believe the lie</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1641934/</link>
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			<title>I Have a Monster in My Attic</title>
			<description>A poem of attempts to describe struggles with some compartmentalized borderline personality issues stemming from ptsd.. hope my meaning does not get lost in translation</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1640036/</link>
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			<title>borderline personality</title>
			<description>REALITY BATTLES METEARS ME AND SCATTERS MELIKE DOMESTIC ASSAULT AND BATTERYIT TACKLES MEBACKS ME INTO A CORNER AND SLAPS MERAPIDLY I REGAINALL OF MY DOMAINSTAND AND MAINTAIN A LEVEL HEADEDNESS IN THIS GAMEI CONSTANTLY PLAYNEVER KNOWINGWHAT TYPE OF DAY..WHAT TUNE I'LL PLAY..IF I'LL WANNA STAY OR LEAV..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1640027/</link>
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			<title>But, Why?</title>
			<description>Constantly ChangingLosing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; SavingMoving&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; but&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; StayingLearning&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ExplainingWe All Keep Maintaining Our Destinies Rearranging &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Lives Collide We Choose and DecideSome Live&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Some Survive &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1639475/</link>
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			<title>A Thousand Little Ways</title>
			<description>I wrote this for my grandmother, who suffered from a severe, quick onset of dementia last fall. She raised my sisters and I after our mother walked out and for that, I am forever grateful. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1639463/</link>
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			<title>The Muse</title>
			<description>She will come Alone -Unknownto quietly sit beside meI've always known she was homeBut her presence- she denies meon the staircase she slips by menever once do our eyes meetindefinitely she has left megone to roamexactly how she fleesI've never knownBut she can't ever fully let me gothis is her homea..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1637280/</link>
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			<title>I've Met Him, The Grim. </title>
			<description>I met him at the cornerof Nowhere and EverywhereMy blank stare collided with His sickleas the dew drops began to trickleoff blades of grassmasses of flowers surroundgravestones that line the groundMist slowly lifts through the air it gently twistsBut amidst it I can seeHe grasps that sickle graceful..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1637274/</link>
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			<title>Story of my Life</title>
			<description>Hopefully.Spitefully.Rightfully.Frightfully.In case you aint right for meDon't have the time for meIn my mind I will always be,All packed up and ready to leave.Shoes on my feet,even as I sleep - sitting upright in my seatnext to the window that looks out onto the streetmy plan laid out in front of m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1637269/</link>
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			<title>The underdog</title>
			<description>I don't live - I surviveI don't give in - I tryI sin everyday to get byI'd do anythingto thrive Kill anyone who I see deserves to dieAnd know I lived my life Doing what I believe is rightGrasp at everything in sight Using all my mightI'd sacrifice my lifeAnd never fear the light ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1633416/</link>
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			<title>Memories or Lies</title>
			<description>I wrote this with thoughts of all the deceptive relationships I've had in my life.. from parents to partners. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1633413/</link>
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			<title>An Ode to Writing </title>
			<description>Nothing I say will ever be heardSo why do I bother writing one wordDescribing one verbAllowing this flow to turn My feelings that stormInto phrases that swarm My eardrums they warmWhen my heart is too tornMy voice too weak to mournTo paper, my pen has swornAnd silently it glides ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1633409/</link>
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			<title>Writer's block</title>
			<description>Stuck in a stand still with no where to goMinds stuck in a stalemate with nothing to showLike water in a tap just waiting to flowI'm stuck in a stand still with no where to goFeels like I've got so much to say but no way to explain itFeels like a raging inside with no way to contain it..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amariespeaks/1633339/</link>
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