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		<description>The original writings of author August </description>
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			<title>my half agony half hope</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/August15/3130830/</link>
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			<title>hometown</title>
			<description>your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/August15/3130828/</link>
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			<title>Inheritance </title>
			<description>At 5 i used to climb you and comb your hairClasses skipped so we could play until you couldn't bearHow i got my first doll at 9, im scared of it nowAnd how you held me close at that haunted houseNow you're a selective mysogynist who shames his daughter I almost believed you becau..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/August15/3057138/</link>
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			<title>Academically dead</title>
			<description>A's turned into C'sanother piece in this rat racewe chase the top, work at dead hourshow long until i fail before these crumbling towers?..Exams i study for half heartedly Just so i can say I didn't try-Wait until i reach my full potential Im afraid this is all i have, this is all i ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/August15/3057132/</link>
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			<title>in all senses</title>
			<description>relief that i never told you or remorse that i never held you..i do not know..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/August15/2938311/</link>
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			<title>la la land </title>
			<description>rusted door opened to butterflies and bonesvines paint the walls, pallid mushrooms photos of you and i from that december dust collected on your violin and the dying emberhums from the kitchen, smell of boiling teathis the land where your heart gets to livemy kisses brushing you where ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/August15/2938184/</link>
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			<title>dinner for 2</title>
			<description>I read my book upside down You call me silly and we laugh it offBut when the time comes, you leave me in my closet aloneSet the final nail on my dusty coffinI like my eggs sunny side upSo we have them scrambled instead When i throw up, you flush my reasoning, rinse me with your kisse..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/August15/2938117/</link>
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			<title>February 4</title>
			<description>&quot;I thought I'd die, i tried&quot;You tried? Well, here's your consolation prize Reeked of getting high rotten bloodshot eyesstitches, scratches and your liesvines that once flowered around my ribsnow tightens at my windpipefire burning at the pit of my stomachsmothered by your blood spi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/August15/2936454/</link>
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			<title>Escaspism </title>
			<description>Sunday playlist plays in the background lazy coffee cups lined by the window An ugly painting half donewith the excuse of an allegory..Sky threatened to pour overthe kind of weather that makes you want to die slowerI found myself under the sheetsblissfully ignoring the exam next week..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/August15/2934444/</link>
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			<title>Weekend</title>
			<description>Numb Eyes threatening to close forever Swallowing a lumpBreathing out my mouth Mind clouded with thoughts i shouldn't have, hiding the things i should've done by nowPlates chattering in the kitchen disrupting the figure hiding behind my bathroom door,telling me to kill them all...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/August15/2911699/</link>
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			<title>&amp;#1058;&amp;#1086;&amp;#1089;&amp;#1082;&amp;#1072;</title>
			<description>I wish i was you,You with your too serene lifeYour cat's antics making you laughYour father, holding you close in that photograph (I've saved it in a folder that no one will find)Your mother calling me to ask if i saw you,picks at my heart's broken half .Yet why is it that you're s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/August15/2904549/</link>
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			<title>Home sweet home..</title>
			<description>A family like a puzzle with missing pieces,It was never meant for us to work together.It's not like a broken mirror, that just fell apart one day .The silence in a room with just us says,it was never meant for us to be together.It's as if four people who couldn't be more different was ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/August15/2886363/</link>
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			<title>Ikigai II</title>
			<description>Dearest Ikigai,Your doe eyes get me everytime,the way it squints when you smile.The callous on your finger, i wonder who it is that you write so much about.Dearest ikigai,The scars on your hand, why my love?no, come to me, let me heal you.Your hand on my head, patting me when i whine..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/August15/2884536/</link>
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			<title>Good old days..</title>
			<description>Just random thoughts compiled..But i really do wonder, if i could go back, would I?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/August15/2882324/</link>
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			<title>Bed..</title>
			<description>I don't want to get up from my bed.                                            It hugs me so i won't listen to my head.It doesn't care if i'm good enough, it never did.                                                                       I never wanna leave you, just wanna be hid.If i d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/August15/2876762/</link>
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			<title>Out of love..</title>
			<description>I used to think of you as mine ,and knew that it would be so until the end of time.But all we had has faded into a faint lineI realise that there's no point even if I try.I know you reciprocate this too, just like that moment I cried out saying I love youI wish that none of this was true, ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/August15/2869473/</link>
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			<title>Laughing stock</title>
			<description>Why do I always go back to that same page where I feel like a laughing stock inside a cage.Why did I do it all? Who was it for? All I wanted was a little love waiting for me inside those doors.I was late to realise that none of them were opened for me, not a single one.Oh, yes. I was their..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/August15/2868878/</link>
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			<title>More than friends, less than lovers..</title>
			<description>We weren't nothing, we were almost something.. But after all that we are strangers again..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/August15/2863775/</link>
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			<title>Ikigai</title>
			<description>Can we be each other's ikigai?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/August15/2861543/</link>
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			<title>DRAFT: TO MOM</title>
			<description>To the most beautiful, brave and kind woman I know..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/August15/2859800/</link>
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			<title>Doom..</title>
			<description>It's game over.. I lose..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/August15/2858161/</link>
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			<title>That boy..</title>
			<description>It's about that boy.. The boy i used to like..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/August15/2857699/</link>
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