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			<title>Rage against serenity</title>
			<description>It's there	the violenceAlways waitingAlways watchingPicking and choosing each wordUntil you boil over and spillOUTYour lifeHopes	Dreams		DesiresEverything out the windowand into the grave	Where they think you belongBut you don'tYou're human too,And here to live another dayTo fight	To rule		To liveAg..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/1669774/</link>
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			<title>A Critique by: me</title>
			<description>This is a critique I did for English class. Enjoy!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/1344883/</link>
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			<title>Something</title>
			<description>Your eyes are blueAnd all I see is youThe tiny twitch of your lipsAnd the silent move of your hipsAs we kiss and touch and hugCaught in the rush of a drug called &quot;Love&quot;Yes, we're under the coversWarming each otherLove most apparent in our eyes&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/1311006/</link>
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			<title>Graduation Speech</title>
			<description>A project for English.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/1281652/</link>
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			<title>Lover's Requiem</title>
			<description>An assignment for English. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/1259026/</link>
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			<title>Forgotten not Forgiven</title>
			<description>Sitting Silently StillI think&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To myselfNothing is as it seems.And when Shadows dance on&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the wallsAnd memories play&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; like a songAll will be forgot..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/1245289/</link>
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			<title>Shivers</title>
			<description>How do you put into words	The innocence of young love?Sneaking out on a Saturday night?	3 am and all aloneBut sex is the last thing on our minds.Three words	Greater than any otherform of pleasure	&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; this messed up world	Has to offer.Three words	That make me shiver	&amp;nbsp; &amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/1242676/</link>
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			<title>Eden's Arms</title>
			<description>Foreverand an eternity to spend itForbidden to touchbut not to wantForeveris Eden in aheart-shaped boxWrapped meticulouslyby hands not shakenbut forever clutchedForeverand an eternity to spend itIn the damnationOf Edenuntouched by handsUntouched by	GOD.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/1230853/</link>
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			<title>Poetic Illness</title>
			<description>Made with love. lol :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/1200945/</link>
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			<title>Friendly Relations</title>
			<description>Hmm</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/1200928/</link>
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			<title>Assassination of a Misdemeanor </title>
			<description>Just my thoughts about the shooting....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/1090517/</link>
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			<title>Sweet Release</title>
			<description>Bleh, First time in awhile the thought has come to mind....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/1064467/</link>
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			<title>Distance.</title>
			<description>Boredom</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/1056932/</link>
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			<title>Traveling Far</title>
			<description>Just a rant....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/1050191/</link>
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			<title>Bleeding</title>
			<description>:/</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/1017745/</link>
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			<title>Too Tiny</title>
			<description>Idk. lol. Haven't written in a while and this is all I could think of.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/999021/</link>
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			<title>Another Day</title>
			<description>Yeah....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/978815/</link>
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			<title>Dear Sweet Agony</title>
			<description>Blood tests either today or tomorrow. This is how I really feel..... in a nutshell and slightly sugarcoated. :&quot;/</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/971395/</link>
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			<title>Love.</title>
			<description>This feeling &amp;nbsp;Has got me caught again/Loving him and I can't control it/This feelings taking over/Me/It started with a kiss</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/967486/</link>
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			<title>ShhhhhHHHhhhh.......</title>
			<description>Random, haven't wrote anything in a lil while....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/966142/</link>
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			<title>Gomenasai</title>
			<description>Lyrics to my favorite song by the band/artist T.A.T.U.
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/964689/</link>
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			<title>Smallish Things</title>
			<description>Me thinking. Idk, just needed to put thoughts down on.... computer (lol)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/964681/</link>
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			<title>Some days</title>
			<description>Some days I wonder...If the pain....Will ever stop~Some days.... I wonder....What would it take to turn time.... around..To page back through life and recount every secondevery moment++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++To flip back through the memoriesAnd instead of seeing a childSeeing a grown ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/964676/</link>
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			<title>Believe</title>
			<description>Random x3</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/962411/</link>
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			<title>God's Garden</title>
			<description>This is a song they sang at my Grandma's funeral. The preacher had an Ah-Maze-Ing voice. Brought me to tears for prolly the 100th time....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/960296/</link>
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			<title>Shop for the Box</title>
			<description>Dedicated to my Dad who has me thinking about getting my funeral pre-paid so I never have to worry about my kids having to pay for it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/957967/</link>
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			<title>Demonic Torture</title>
			<description>Don't ask bout the title, idk what's goin thru my mind atm.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/957409/</link>
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			<title>Death</title>
			<description>There is a hole in my heartThe is slowly tearing openOne caused by the darkening painAnd depression of relatives leavingTrading this not-so-ordinary lifeAnd their millenas-old soulsFor a happier afterlife.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/956936/</link>
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			<title>Just Listen</title>
			<description>Old Poem.... New Story.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/955669/</link>
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			<title>A Sliver of Happiness</title>
			<description>Just thoughts and emotions about a friend I chased away and a friend whose moving back :) More live a happy vent.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/954901/</link>
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			<title>Cannibalistic Psycho </title>
			<description>idk</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/952993/</link>
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			<title>dik</title>
			<description>Silver moonlight seeps throughCompassionate	Clean		Made just for meSilver swirls that dance again and againthrough my mind like some cavernous place</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/952650/</link>
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			<title>Quote I Found</title>
			<description>I loved this.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/949388/</link>
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			<title>Pieces of Me</title>
			<description>idk?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/948169/</link>
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			<title>Better Days.</title>
			<description>Idk, just been thinking, been having a lot of trouble writing.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/948162/</link>
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			<title>....</title>
			<description>Thoughts run through my mind.Racing like a wild rabbit.	But which ones will win out?Bruises	Scars		Until eventuallyYou break.Lost in a pool of swirling madnessOne not even the best could hope to rip out of.Fighting in a world that holds no remorse.Seemingly a hopeless cause	Something empty and devoi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/945926/</link>
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			<title>Too Young</title>
			<description>This is an entry dedicated to a cousin of mine.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/945657/</link>
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			<title>Mourning</title>
			<description>Not done yet.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/944752/</link>
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			<title>Flowers.</title>
			<description>You all know this game, right?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/944265/</link>
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			<title>Snap</title>
			<description>No comment.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/943728/</link>
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			<title>This ledge</title>
			<description>I stand on a ledge.I'm full of thoughts about this torturous world I call home.The hurting, the burning, the cuts, the bruises....What has it all been worth?My head reels and i find myself wretching in the cold hard sand.I still stand on this ledge.But do I jumpIt's a short fall, a quick death, and ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/940579/</link>
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			<title>Thank You :)</title>
			<description>LingeringIs the touch of yoursThe one I cherished so muchFadingAre the memories of usThe happiest things I had to hold on toBreakingIs my heart and it's newly shattered conditionThat not even perfect stitches can fixHidingAre my true thoughts and feelingsThose emotions that I know will never fadeSli..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/940192/</link>
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			<title>Frozen Stream</title>
			<description>An insight into what goes on in my mind.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/939430/</link>
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			<title>Feathers</title>
			<description>Broken Wings	Fragile And Soft		But Useless All&amp;nbsp;			&amp;nbsp; The SameGentle And Free &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Beautifully White &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;	But They're Still						Broken		..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/938964/</link>
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			<title>M:/</title>
			<description>Not really a poem, just thoughts that a good friend recently snapped me out of having.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/935247/</link>
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			<title>Here to Stay</title>
			<description>How do you cope with the everyday pains you go through?How do I cope? Usually I cope by talking to friends but as of late that has been from from my main choice. Anymore I pick up a book and read or turn to a blade or headphones full of music to help keep me sane. How do YOU cope?Before you go to be..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/932983/</link>
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			<title>Too much?</title>
			<description>Lonely and sheltered	WIll you ever get out?Broken and hallow	I think it's time you start searching			For yourselfEmpty and gone	A shattered shellThese are just a few	Of the things that make up you.People make mistakes	Some we can never fixBut it's not to late	Quit letting your feelings mixYou're a w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/930941/</link>
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			<title>Impossible</title>
			<description>Don't Hug Me		Don't Touch Me				Don't Talk To MeYou Make It So Hard&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; NOT To Love You									So Stay AwayI'm Trying To Move On											But Every Time I'm Close									You Hug Me						Or Touch Me				Or Talk To Me		Pulling Me Back InYou Make It So Hard&amp;nbsp;			NOT To Love You					&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/929444/</link>
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			<title>Choosing This</title>
			<description>ChoicesLife is about choicesThe ones that we makeChoicesLife is about choicesBut recently all of my choices								Have been mistakes</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/928578/</link>
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			<title>Reflecting Me</title>
			<description>SmileFor it's in the momentsFull of painThat we forget the memoriesFull of happinessFor In the dawn of darknessWe forget who we areWhere we belongWhy we're hereAnd thus we forget to smileBut it takes more muscles to frownWears you down fasterPhysically, but also mentally as wellFor looking at all ou..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JacquelyneZahner/926259/</link>
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