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		<description>The original writings of author Mistress of the moon</description>
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			<title>Unravel, unknot, cut free</title>
			<description>More then likely the last thing I&amp;rsquo;ll post on this account</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonPrincess/2479854/</link>
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			<title>Let go</title>
			<description>the stars see all</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonPrincess/2173541/</link>
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			<title>Brutus</title>
			<description>&amp;lsquo;Brutus&amp;rsquo;The name means heavySo it is with a heavy heart I write this.It is amazing isn&amp;rsquo;t itHow we go from strangers, to friends, to lovers to nothing.I won&amp;rsquo;t feign happinessFor I am not overwhelmed in it as I once was.My life is returning to the sea of pills a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonPrincess/2161494/</link>
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			<title>oops</title>
			<description>I burnt myself yesterday.Not purposefully but I didn&amp;rsquo;t prevent it either.Wanted to be sure I was still here enough to feel.Boiling hot water on my fingers, tickling down leaving trails of red irritation in its wake.They watched me do it, knew it hurt and caught me smile just a bit.Be..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonPrincess/2159948/</link>
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			<title>To ares; with love</title>
			<description>Signed; &amp;#119964;&amp;#120005;&amp;#119997;&amp;#120007;&amp;#119900;&amp;#119993;&amp;#119998;&amp;#120009;&amp;#119890;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonPrincess/2159052/</link>
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			<title>He who won venus&amp;rsquo; love</title>
			<description>Pull me to your chestMy head over your heart to hear it raceYour lips pressing to my forehead and then my noseThe smell of your cologne and my perfume mixing.This is all I need. All I&amp;rsquo;ve ever wanted.Hum sweet words to me, songs that I adore.You&amp;rsquo;re made of gold, you outshine e..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonPrincess/2158863/</link>
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			<title>relapse</title>
			<description>I ate a man todayI was tamed, weak, I changed things I liked about myself for a sailor I thought loved me. Pathetic, naive. The worst decision of my life. I let him beg me for changes that I made without a second thought and he couldn&amp;rsquo;t even change direction for me. The devil fish fe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonPrincess/2158166/</link>
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			<title>I loved the devil when he was an angel.</title>
			<description>And they&amp;rsquo;re right, he&amp;rsquo;s the father of lies, but I adore him anyway.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonPrincess/2157151/</link>
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			<title>Please; im begging </title>
			<description>God please take me home</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonPrincess/2156250/</link>
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			<title>Bad dog</title>
			<description>it was storming the night I left, and we truly believed it was the gods telling me to stay.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonPrincess/2153188/</link>
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			<title>A woman at every port</title>
			<description>I used to despise that joke my mother would make but there&amp;rsquo;s always a little truth in every joke..and our love was the biggest joke of them all..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonPrincess/2152784/</link>
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			<title>Maybe someday we&amp;rsquo;ll get it right </title>
			<description>Tonight, it eats at me.I&amp;rsquo;m a secret entry in your diary.A passage you reveal over time but so slowly that no one will notice.It&amp;rsquo;s hard I know, scary even. I&amp;rsquo;ll never claim to understand why it&amp;rsquo;s so difficult to rip the bandaid off.Maybe because I was prepared to do it..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonPrincess/2150178/</link>
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			<title>Here kitty kitty</title>
			<description>You&amp;rsquo;re like a dog, she&amp;rsquo;s right in that. Loyal and determined, protective, and sweet, able to warm the coldest of beds at night and you do everything right. But me, I&amp;rsquo;m not like you, I&amp;rsquo;m no dog. I lean more toward a feline companion, I do as I please, i don&amp;rsquo;t ask for res..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonPrincess/2149212/</link>
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			<title>88&amp;deg; in October </title>
			<description>There is nothing sweeter in this world then the taste of him on her tongue. The long nights shrouded in nothing but darkness where hours were spent doing nothing but kissing and touching each other. The Paladins hands on the knights rolling hips. She is weak in his arms, tearing down walls quick..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonPrincess/2148408/</link>
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			<title>Things I remember but did not live through</title>
			<description>It&amp;rsquo;s the 1950sThe sun is rising, the milkman already made rounds and A short, tan woman in a pale dress stands in the kitchen, serving breakfast to a man sipping a fresh cup of coffee. Still steaming. There are roses and sunflowers freshly cut from the garden on the ironed clothe of the ches..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonPrincess/2148326/</link>
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			<title>collapsing star </title>
			<description>distract me please, im begging</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonPrincess/2145095/</link>
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			<title>Arrhythmia</title>
			<description>An irregular heartbeat </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonPrincess/2142551/</link>
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			<title>Dead doves</title>
			<description>just a monologue written at 3 am</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonPrincess/2142123/</link>
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			<title>These tricks don&amp;rsquo;t work anymore</title>
			<description>We could&amp;rsquo;ve slow danced in the kitchen at 2am, but now I want to pursue dreams by myself.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonPrincess/2137640/</link>
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			<title>I wrote this at 6:30 without sleep</title>
			<description>While Listening to passenger by death cab for cutie I took a look into a world parallel to ours. So I&amp;rsquo;m sorry for errors in the writing, my visions still blurry from that gander.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonPrincess/2135648/</link>
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			<title>Knowledge and wisdom are not the same</title>
			<description>Knowledge is knowing things, wisdom is knowing you will repeat them</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonPrincess/2135584/</link>
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			<title>Star crossed</title>
			<description>I&amp;rsquo;d say it&amp;rsquo;s from &amp;lsquo;katyusha&amp;rsquo; but I hate that name since you used it on her</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonPrincess/2135503/</link>
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			<title>The weird thing about sleeping beside boys</title>
			<description>the fluttering butterflies, the eagerness to be touched and the protecting nature of it all..that's what girls are supposed to feel right? </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonPrincess/1944886/</link>
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			<title>so i stayed, but it wasn't what you think </title>
			<description>a part two if you will to a previous piece i did. a venting tale you shall find, for all the things ill never say to you again.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonPrincess/1922440/</link>
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			<title>I stayed</title>
			<description>I knew I loved you, even when it broke my heart. I hid every feeling I felt out of fear of ruining a great friendship of four years for the two that I loved you, like I knew I'd never love anyone else. Even when it hurt me I still loved you. When your girlfriend visited in summer, and you where exci..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonPrincess/1871257/</link>
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